Epiphany Night (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
At the end of the season, Epiphany Night leaving the light, shining over the nativity Mary, Joseph, still under the ...
Poems about brightly (31 Poems)
Traveling, Like the Magi (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We are traveling, this Epiphany season following the star, his bright star traveling, journeying, like the Magi the astrologers, the ...
follow that star (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We are called, each one to follow that star that star, burning bright from Bethlehem, from his birth, his manger ...
Your Star, Burning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Your star, still burning brightly in the night, guiding their way, to your bed, our paths, our journey to your ...
Lights on the Altar (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Flickering lights, covering the altar flames remembering those saints those who have touched our lives the Christ, our savior, our ...
Burning Brightly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a sea of candles, glowing brightly on the simple lace the linen on the altar shimmering gold, the shadows, the ...
His Candle Burning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His candle burning, brightly in the center of the altar, burning, source of the flames of all the saints named ...
The Temple Burning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Into the Temple, the authorities unable their tongues would not be silenced tongues of fire, or the spirit burning within ...
Baptism of the Holy Spirit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Would that each of us would feel the power, that epiphany that moment with flames on that day of Pentecost ...
Open the Gift (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Brightly colored, beautifully wrapped it sits waiting for us A gift beyond measure given long ago for each and every ...
Wearing His Colors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I saw his head coming through the crowd, the throng of many colors. A brightly colored, garish, basketball as a ...
Paul’s Wife (Robert Frost Poems)
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, "How is the ...
Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
There's a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail's ready to depart, Saying "Skimble where is Skimble ...
Sky Song (Robert Desnos Poem)
The flower of the Alps told the seashell: "You're shining" The seashell told the sea: "You echo" The sea told ...
I Have Dreamed of You so Much (Robert Desnos Poem)
I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real. Is there still time for me to ...
Endimion and Phoebe (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
Night Ray (Paul Celan Poem)
Most brightly of all burned the hair of my evening loved one: to her I send the coffin of lightest ...
A Prayer in Darkness (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
This much, O heaven-if I should brood or rave, Pity me not; but let the world be fed, Yea, in ...
A Soliloquy Of The Full Moon, She Being In A Mad Passion (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Memory (Anne Bronte Poem)
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
Mirth And Mourning (Anne Bronte Poem)
'O cast away your sorrow; -- A while, at least, be gay! If grief must come tomorrow, At least, be ...
Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
Death (Emily Bronte Poem)
Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time's ...
Consumption (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Ay, thou art for the grave; thy glances shine Too brightly to shine long; another Spring Shall deck her for ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Informational Decay (Tiel Aisha Ansari Poem)
I heard an echo in a hollow place. No sound of blowing wind or drifting sand, some ancient voice was ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 04: Counterpoint: Two Rooms (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...