Potential Titles: Blanche Taylor Dickinson
Apr. 1st, 2010 11:14 pmFour great walls have hemmed me in - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
The mighty pillars tremble when my conscience palls - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
And never dread to strike a wall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
I might not love freedom at all - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
My tired wings might crave a wall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
And pen me in this conscious world with guarded men - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
The break of day that wears a shining dew decked diadem - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Poem [Ah, I know what happiness is....]"
And always they will slip away - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Poem [Ah, I know what happiness is....]"
Into the brush of another day - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Poem [Ah, I know what happiness is....]"
Eyes like whirlpools and as dangerous - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
Your lips are danger signals - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
That Beauty, the stranger, and I had met - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
His praise was heat to drink me dry - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
But Lucifer saw himself, too, fair - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
Went up an atmospheric stair - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "That Hill"
And I went crawling up and up - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "That Hill"
And fleeing fast from hell - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "That Hill"
My branch of thoughts is frail tonight - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
One lone-wind-whipped weed - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
Little care I if a rain drop laughs or cries - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
Such trifles as a twinkling star - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
Might bear you a gorgeous flower - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
A serenity as rigid as your pose - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
Your elegance does not secure you favors with the sun - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
He is not one to pity fragileness - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
Thinks all cheeks should burn and feel how tears can run - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
Jericho is on the inside of the things the world likes - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Must do more than meditate and pray - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Forget the distance, count no steps, nor stop to blow - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Jericho still has her high wall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Futile barrier of Power - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Echoed with the dark ones' footfall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Knowledged strapped down like a knapsack - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Money not too much strain on the back - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Dark ones seeking milk and honey - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Swearing there is no room there for us all - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
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The mighty pillars tremble when my conscience palls - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
And never dread to strike a wall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
I might not love freedom at all - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
My tired wings might crave a wall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
And pen me in this conscious world with guarded men - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Four Walls"
The break of day that wears a shining dew decked diadem - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Poem [Ah, I know what happiness is....]"
And always they will slip away - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Poem [Ah, I know what happiness is....]"
Into the brush of another day - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Poem [Ah, I know what happiness is....]"
Eyes like whirlpools and as dangerous - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
Your lips are danger signals - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
That Beauty, the stranger, and I had met - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
His praise was heat to drink me dry - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
But Lucifer saw himself, too, fair - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Revelation"
Went up an atmospheric stair - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "That Hill"
And I went crawling up and up - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "That Hill"
And fleeing fast from hell - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "That Hill"
My branch of thoughts is frail tonight - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
One lone-wind-whipped weed - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
Little care I if a rain drop laughs or cries - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
Such trifles as a twinkling star - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
Might bear you a gorgeous flower - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "Things Said When He Was Gone"
A serenity as rigid as your pose - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
Your elegance does not secure you favors with the sun - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
He is not one to pity fragileness - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
Thinks all cheeks should burn and feel how tears can run - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "To an Icicle"
Jericho is on the inside of the things the world likes - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Must do more than meditate and pray - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Forget the distance, count no steps, nor stop to blow - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Jericho still has her high wall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Futile barrier of Power - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Echoed with the dark ones' footfall - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Knowledged strapped down like a knapsack - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Money not too much strain on the back - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Dark ones seeking milk and honey - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Swearing there is no room there for us all - Blanche Taylor Dickinson "The Walls of Jericho"
Poet's page at poets.org.
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