God Filled the Church (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
With tears pouring down my face, washing down into my mouth wide open singing, praying, believing in the power of ...
With tears pouring down my face, washing down into my mouth wide open singing, praying, believing in the power of ...
I could see it, sense it a change from a few days ago a difference in her, welling up shining ...
Wisdom poured down, palpable wisdom like a living stream pouring forth from behind the pulpit out onto the hushed sanctuary ...
Fragrant oil, filled the room, at its pouring spilling out, expensive and rare, falling on the feet the dusty feet, ...
Anointing his head, his feet, oil for royalty for burial So much meaning in the layers, the differences the telling ...
After the communion returning the elements to the ground gently sharing the bread, the wheat the blood, the vine to ...
Buckets and buckets of sap, culled from willing maples pouring into the vat the cauldron atop the old, crumbling outdoor ...
Pandora's Box Burst open a year ago today Because you gave us an assignment To read a poem. I took ...
Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and Shang constellations, one of ...
Joe Dunn were a bobby for football He gave all his time to that sport, He played for the West ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Knows he who tills this lonely field To reap its scanty corn, What mystic fruit his acres yield At midnight ...
Absorbed in familiar rhythms, carillon of senses steeped in good vibrations, surrounded by musical beat pulsing potently in avidly articulated ...
I stood musing in a black world, Not knowing where to direct my feet. And I saw the quick stream ...
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and ...
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Cut down that timber! Bells, too many and strong, Pouring their music through the branches bare, From moon-white church towers ...
Ferdinand was systematic when he drove his daughter mad. With a Casanova's careful art, he moved slowly, stole only one ...
Gloomily the clouds are sailing O'er the dimly moonlit sky; Dolefully the wind is wailing; Not another sound is nigh; ...
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED It is considered low to talk about food. The fact is: they have Already eaten. The ...
When you were there, and you, and you, Happiness crowned the night; I too, Laughing and looking, one of all, ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
The last pose flickered, failed. The screen's dead white Glared in a sudden flooding of harsh light Stabbing the eyes; ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Chill and mirk is the nightly blast, Where Pindus' mountains rise, And angry clouds are pouring fast The vengeance of ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Celebrate our anniversary - can't you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter comes back again in every ...
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