Donning His Sandals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When you look down what do you see, regardless of what you are wearing. Do you see the Master's feet; ...
Poems about caring (32 Poems)
Your Usher (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Leading us to our seats, watching the congregation, caring for the flock from the back of the sanctuary, from the ...
Brothers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Brothers killing brothers, fighting brothers, hating each other for minor things, petty differences selfish desires, cheap greed, anger, position, power ...
Fragrant Oil (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Fragrant oil, filled the room, at its pouring spilling out, expensive and rare, falling on the feet the dusty feet, ...
Acquiring Language (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Peeling away the curtain that blocks them from the outside world the world of crickets, of wind, of gulls, of ...
A Walmart Moment (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
At the end of the day that started with a question and an answer from your lips A special moment, ...
Like Job (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like Job, a righteous man we struggle to comprehend, to understand innocent suffering in this world and closer to home ...
Exhortations from the Pulpit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She raised words of actions calls to action, to not stand in the way; but to enable, to embolden, to ...
Who is the Greatest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Servant Give, help Caring for people Seeing everyone's innate worth Empathy September 24, 2006 16:56 A cinquain on Mark 9:30-37 ...
A Prayer at Your Bedside (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
An Awakening (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I have been born anew. Like Venus from the shell I awoke full and whole. Ready to face the world ...
A Perfect Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Yesterday, Safe in our bubble. A perfect day. Present in the moment Lost in your arms Found in your gaze. ...
You (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You are wonderful You are beautiful You are generous You are loving You are caring You are special You are ...
God’s Hand (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
The gentle push the warm support The gentle nudge Of the One who knows what's best Charting a course with ...
The Grindstone (Robert Frost Poem)
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
The Self-Seeker (Robert Frost Poem)
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
The Fear (Robert Frost Poem)
A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their ...
Asking For Roses (Robert Frost Poem)
A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but the wind ever closes, Its floor all ...
The Hunt (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
Night’s sentinel (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
Lethargy of leaden wings (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I hadn't had the 'flu in ages, avoided all those awful places fraught of gritty eyes and splitting heads, patrons ...
Men with trivial scars (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We wear scars from our youth, trifling things reflecting those earnings from growing days, of battles raised and wounds worn ...
It is an abhorrent thing (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It is an abhorrent thing, this incarceration of your vulnerability, profoundly cruel in the way you were beaten to your ...
Being old in the game (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was a half-life that seemed like a genuine world wielding hard symbolism over those who ruled it; we lived ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema (Conrad Aiken Poem)
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 07: Two Lovers: Overtones (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
105. Despondency: An Ode (Robert Burns Poems)
OPPRESS'D with grief, oppress'd with care, A burden more than I can bear, I set me down and sigh; O ...