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I was nervous as a child though now I’m not.I used to dream. I used to dream a lot.I don’t dream now. My dreaming days are done. So I’m...

The brethren walk about in hatsAnd up they go and down they go.The brethren’s hats are black as bats,Their faces are as white as snow,And up they go and...

Evenings are when I like to talk to God.I wait all day to watch till He goes by.I wonder is it me and am I odd?I see the sky...

When I go walking on the street My Guardian Angel walks behind. I hear the rustling of his feet. I feel the movement of his mind. His heart is...

When I go walking on the street My Guardian Angel walks behind. I hear the rustling of his feet. I feel the movement of his mind. His heart is...

Your Dad is bad, your Mum is mad,Your brothers all run wild,And you were born with feet of horn,For you are Satan’s child. The fairies stole your soul at...

The dead lie in their linen, white as chalk, Their noses, lips and eyes are sewn tight shut, But they can look about them well enough. And smell, and...

Where are the Gods that used to walk the Weald,Where are their golden limbs and fiery faces, Divinities of river, tree and field, The uncommon spirits of the common...

It is Spring and the young Are all falling in love. It is Spring and the tongue Of the poet is free. Now Winter is shut Like a snake...

Listen, your changeling children are swinging like monkeys, Hand-over-hand through the leaves of the trees of the forest, Hugging and kissing and swinging and laughing and singing Wishes like...