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As if the Sea should part And sow a further Sea-- And that--a further--and the Three but a presumption be-- Of Periods of Seas-- Unvisited o...

 Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all. ~Emily Dickinson

Spring Comes on the World by Emily Dickinson Spring comes on the World - I sight the Aprils - Hueless to me until thou co...

I Saw The Wind Within Her by Emily Dickinson I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me -- But she must buy my she...

Sometimes with the Heart by Emily Dickinson Sometimes with the Heart Seldom with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few -- love a...

My River Runs to Thee by Emily Dickinson My River runs to thee-- Blue Seal!  Wilt welcome me? My River wait reply-- Oh S...

There is another Sky by Emily Dickinson There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Th...

A Cloud Withdrew from the Sky A Cloud withdrew from the Sky Superior Glory be But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries Are forever los...

Nature is what we see By Emily Dickinson "Nature" is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse— the Bumble be...

 Hide Myself Within My Flower   Poem by Emily Dickinson I HIDE myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You,...

Nobody Knows This Little Rose By Emily Dickinson Nobody knows this little Rose— It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways ...

Come slowly – Eden!      By Emily Dickinson             Come slowly – Eden! Lips unused to Thee – Bashful – sip ...

A Light Exists In Spring By Emily Dickinson A light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When Marc...

The Duties of the Wind are Few The duties of the Wind are few, To cast the ships, at Sea, Establish March, the Floods escort, And...

"Why Do I Love" You Sir? "Why do I love" You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Grass To answer—W...

The Azaleas live from year to year with only mother nature to nurture and care for them and they continue to thrive.  The one word ...

I wanted to start off 2015 with my beautiful Hibiscus flowers that grew in my container garden last fall.  I hope to see a rebirth thi...

  The Mountain Stood in Haze The Mountains stood in Haze— The Valleys stopped below And went or waited as they liked The Rive...

Because I could not stop for Death Because I could not stop for Death-- He kindly stopped for me-- The Carriage held but just ...