Poems about glimpse (46 Poems)
Something of Heaven (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He reminded us of a truth too oft’ forgotten faith can afford, offers a glimpse, a foreshadowing a foretaste Something of heaven can be here with us out of the dialogue the hearing of the message the voice of God … Continue reading
A Glimpse of Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His tremulous voice body trembling; but a spirit filled, steeled giving us a glimpse of faith of a surety that He is with us today and always, in dark times when we wonder, fight buck at our struggles. When our … Continue reading
Turn of the Wheel (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His foot on the pedal, turning the wheel, faster, faster spinning the clay, the potter molding me, shaping me creating me, with your hands giving me life, with your breath Thank you for the glimpse, my slice of creation, my … Continue reading
The Shining City (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I saw a glimpse today of the shining city on the hill, the city with the streets of gold high on the horizon on the mountainside the sun a flaming ball perched there with tongues of orange and yellow, rich … Continue reading
Hidden Deer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driving in New England on these fall days with brown oak leaves on the ground of the forests, I keep looking to the woods, hoping, wanting, pining for a glimpse of deer out under the power lines, in amongst the … Continue reading
Pair (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Craning to glimpse Around the bend Behind the trees Hiding in the fog Our swans Finding solitude Beside the other In open water Alone together Away from the bustle, The noise, Of the road (Raymond A. Foss)
Pillows of snow (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pillows of light, white snow Atop the raspberry bramble At the back of the yard The edge of the wild place Behind my building In town A winter scene Breathless in the cold still air Glistening back at me As … Continue reading
To emma abbott (Eugene Field Poem)
There–let thy hands be folded Awhile in sleep’s repose; The patient hands that wearied not, But earnestly and nobly wrought In charity and faith; And let thy dear eyes close– The eyes that looked alway to God, Nor quailed beneath … Continue reading
The dreams (Eugene Field Poem)
Two dreams came down to earth one night From the realm of mist and dew; One was a dream of the old, old days, And one was a dream of the new. One was a dream of a shady lane … Continue reading
In The Firelight (Eugene Field Poem)
The fire upon the hearth is low, And there is stillness everywhere, While like winged spirits, here and there, The firelight shadows fluttering go. And as the shadows round me creep, A childish treble breaks the gloom, And softly from … Continue reading