Indian Summer by Blanche Day Manos First, a faint and smoky color creeps across the blue horizon, And the warmth of many campfires seems to hover in the air; Then the leaves turn brown like buckskin on the trees the night wind sighs in, While the lovely Indian summer passes softly as a prayer.
Oct 23, 2022
Secrets
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The cornfield in the moonlight where the shadows dance and sway Is not the same at midnight as it is throughout the day. The field is hushed at midnight; the world has gone to sleep; But the cornstalks nod and rustle at the mysteries they keep. Who moves throughout the cornfield? Who creeps and scuttles […]
Sep 30, 2022
Beneath the Moonlight
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The second of Ned McNeil’s moonlight mysteries, By the Fright of the Silvery Moon, inspired this poem. What Lay Beneath the Moonlight An ancient church, deserted now, lay in a silv’ry light, Keeping watch o’er those who slept throughout the silent night. Did shadows move among the stones, was evil lurking near? Or was it […]
Aug 25, 2022
The Cottonwood
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The Cottonwood At Grandfather’s farm, in back of the house Stood a large, ancient cottonwood tree. How it weathered the years and stood fast in storms Was a wonder and marvel to me. My grandfather said that the tree had strong roots Sinking deep, holding fast to the ground, For the earth never lost it […]
Aug 22, 2022
The Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat
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The Duel by Eugene Field The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; ‘T was half-past twelve, and (what do you think!) Nor one nor t’ other had slept a wink! The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate Appeared to know as sure as fate There was […]
