A Soft Sea Washed Around The House
Their Velvet Masonry
Each Time My Childish Eye
Knowest now the shore...
It Is Good We Are Dreaming
That Tips So Frequent Now
Till I could take the Balance
I Send You A Decrepit Flower
Had I Not Seen The Sun - I could have borne the shade
He Glanced With Silver Eyes— And Ate The Fellows Raw
He Glanced With Silver Eyes— And Ate The Fellows Raw
Persona portrait, 17 May, 2018
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I Offered Such A Crumb
We Could Not Look Upon the Earth
How Well That We Are Blind
'Tis Easier To Pity Those When Dead
He’s Liable with Them
I Will Have Not Preferred
If I knew of angel's wings
I'd carried you deserved
If I’d answered honestly
I will have not preferred
Portrait and poem for James Davey; 21 November, 2017
Copyright © Tennyson Woodbridge, 1963 to present