Spirit of Self-Discipline (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We are given a spirit of self-discipline or so Paul would have us believe, a spirit to lead the life ...
Poems about neighbors (43 Poems)
Run the Race (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If only we would just run forward, mile on mile, not look backward, behind us, second guessing, looking for the ...
Answers to Prayer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three parts to the story, in the telling of the way of prayer the words to raise, persistence in the ...
Parsing the Parable (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"And who is our neighbor?", a lawyer asked so long ago, testing the Teacher, to know the meaning of the ...
Slaves to One Another (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Agape love, that is what Paul calls us to exhibit, to live to fall as servants, to meet the needs ...
A Witness to Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He spoke from the pulpit of a life of service; but really as a witness to faith what it means ...
Disciple (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Doing the master's word Indwelling spirit Servant to our neighbors Called by the savior Inspired by the saints before us ...
But you never said anything about Outside (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She had sugar, little bits, unauthorized pieces, shards, of the gingerbread house. Our centerpiece no more. We were outside in ...
Blood of the Pilgrims (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In my line, my blood, there pulses, course through my veins the blood of those hardy souls, the first Pilgrims, ...
Neighbors to Hell (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were clustered together standing apart the ones who were there on the scene not by choice the ones who ...
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 ...
The Devil in Us All (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Pastor was right about the error, the missed point of the scripture in the speech of the firebrand, the ...
Repair Shop (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I can remember it so well his small one-room repair shop in the back corner of our back yard with ...
Lessons in Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grow straight like the tall mast pines Use our bones, our brains, our wills to walk confidently, boldly to do ...
The peter-bird (Eugene Field Poem)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
The Bench-Legged Fyce (Eugene Field Poem)
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyce Hed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice. Some folks called him Sooner, ...
Our Two Opinions (Eugene Field Poem)
Us two wuz boys when we fell out,-- Nigh to the age uv my youngest now; Don't rec'lect what't wuz ...
Horace to phyllis (Eugene Field Poem)
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices, And in your tresses you shall twine ...
The Poor Man’s Lamb (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
Man’s Injustice Towards Providence (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
A Thriving Merchant, who no Loss sustained, In little time a mighty Fortune gain'd. No Pyrate seiz'd his still returning ...
Ballad of the Army Carts (Tu Fu Poem)
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, each with a bow and arrows at his ...
In the Home Stretch (Robert Frost Poem)
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
The Bonfire (Robert Frost Poem)
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
Mending Wall (Robert Frost Poem)
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it And spills the upper boulder in ...
God Needs Antonio (George Eliot Poem)
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
June (Denise Duhamel Poem)
The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead if the lips were gone. The year has ...
Whose Pink career may have a close (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Whose Pink career may have a close Portentous as our own, who knows? To imitate these Neighbors fleet In awe ...
We pray — to Heaven (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We pray -- to Heaven -- We prate -- of Heaven -- Relate -- when Neighbors die -- At what ...
This Consciousness that is aware (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself ...
Like Men and Women Shadows walk (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Like Men and Women Shadows walk Upon the Hills Today -- With here and there a mighty Bow Or trailing ...