16 Feb
Robert Burlison
Robert Burlison
American Cemetery, Epinal, France
If he knew fear, I did not see.
He was a brother’s arm to me,
And when he fell, fell part of me.
Poems
Blue-Shaded Mountains
Preface
The Hills of Home
Blue-Shaded Mountains
Home
Let Me Not Be Inured
Three Miracles
The Ties That Bind
The Turquoise Sea
Butterfly
The Last Barricade
Epitaph for an Apple Orchard
Tell Me, Love
Mountain Lake in Autumn
The Magic Ring
Surface Creek Valley
Steal Away
Please, Time
Canyonlands
Floating Leaves
Melancholy Air
Discovery
Autumn Days
The Sundogs
Gifts
The Meeting
Love Song
September Flowers
Margaret's Song
The Color Gray
Memory of Keweenaw
If You Are There
Mountain Love Song
I Believe in You
A Stardust Song
Remembrance of Things Past
Recipe for Wonder
Robert Burlison
Why I Try to Sing
The Cranes of Hart's Basin
The Valley In Spring
Day of Days
The Hidden Likeness
Unity In Variety
The Infantry Scout
Heilbronn
Thanksgiving Day
The Ninth of Next November
Dancing With Margaret
What’s in a Name?
In Our Town
Scarlet Gilia
Bright Angel
The Aspen
Suppose There Were No Words
To Mary Catherine, in Heaven
Starry Night
Truth
Yesterday and TodayAudio: Music and Poetry by Phil Ellsworth
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About the poetry
All poems and images on this site, unless otherwise noted, are written by and copyright of Philip C. Ellsworth (my father).
— Phil
