A Slate of Gray (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The familiar black of the board became whiter, over time, layer on layer of the chalk, making the pores fill ...
The familiar black of the board became whiter, over time, layer on layer of the chalk, making the pores fill ...
Mulch, beside the house By the foundation, under the wet, Decaying broad oak leaves Renewing the soil, as they do ...
Rain falling on the roof above us, spending time in the circle gathered around before we are called sharing stories, ...
Trying to capture the aerialists on their perches, the loosestrife enticing them all to the pollen Trying to freeze the ...
We sat around the living room a more casual gathering the small flock listening to the word, yes; but sharing ...
A painful truth is alive in the world We now speak only with compromised authority just another voice, no better ...
The familiar response brought home from the sanctuary into their room, with the day over and the light down low ...
a bite of bread, a taste of wine symbolic joining hearts and minds, spirits with the creator, sacrificially, sacramentally sharing ...
If you would say yes to my plea, my prayer, on bended knee I would marry you again, joyfully for ...
It was so easy to appreciate; but so hard to explain No, no, scratch that, the other way around Deaf ...
Lips crimson with the blood of sacrifice - No they don't understand the legacy they are asking to carry the ...
Above the tree line beside the silhouette of the dark church a contrail of a jet falling toward the horizon ...
Returning from whence it grew the scaled cap of last year's acorn becoming part of the dirt, the soil the ...
A wonderful concept dancing with God but are we ready for him to lead to guide us through life's passages ...
The rusted old barbed wire oozed into the flesh of the young pine becoming one with the living skin lost ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
FOR He, that made, must new create us, Ere Seneca, or Epictetus, With all their serious Admonitions, Can, for the ...
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
March is the Month of Expectation. The things we do not know -- The Persons of prognostication Are coming now ...
I worked for chaff and earning Wheat Was haughty and betrayed. What right had Fields to arbitrate In matters ratified? ...
When the black herds of the rain were grazing, In the gap of the pure cold wind And the watery ...
The Rev. Isaiah Bunter has disappeared into the interior of the Solomon Islands, and it is feared that he may ...
To the tune of "Like a Dream" Last night a sprinkling of rain, a violent wind. After a deep sleep, ...
TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil ...
TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil ...
another day is here and my hands are still covered with a mantle of stoic ink words scribbled on a ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
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