Climbing to the Mountaintop (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Up out onto the waters through the wilderness climbing to the mountaintop as our savior leads Going to spread the ...
Poems about presentation (31 Poems)
Time Passed Quickly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The minutes, hours days of our lives time passed quickly like dust borne on the wind Called to be mindful ...
Attitude (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How we walk in this life the road we are upon how we approach the world how we carry on ...
Sharing the Climb – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sharing the climb our journey with us finding others to walk in this life Sharing faith hope for the future ...
Using the Wood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Using the wood the holy scripture fuel for my journey feeding the fire the Spirit, wisdom the passion burning that ...
Using the Firewood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Using the firewood not stored for another season the fire burning now not letting it die out More to share ...
Sharing the Climb (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
None should be left behind all to be offered my hand to them on this climb of life Sharing the ...
Stoking the Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More fuel for my focus my purpose stoking the fire of my calling my sense of who I am what ...
Reaching Higher (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
reaching higher ever closer climbing onward helping others on the journey walking ever stronger coming nearer my God to thee. ...
The Spirit’s Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
The Spirit's fire burning inside of me offering light, warmth, and heat to everyone I meet Changing my path the ...
Climbing Mountains (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The visions of our futures when we chart goals for our lives climbing mountains not standing, mired in the mud ...
Adding More Fuel (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Would that your fire the fire of your love ever burning adding more fuel words to my passion more steps ...
Sparking My Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Words of motivation fuel for the embers fanning the flames of passion sparking my fire Words to share growing bigger ...
Fanning Flames Burning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like firewood added the energy growing fanning flames burning making a bonfire Sharing words of wisdom insights from the journey ...
Filling My Bucket (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What I carry the wisdom of like the experiences of my walk the words of his life Filling my bucket ...
Adding Fuel to My Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Adding fuel to my fire for the climb of my life a drive to achieve setting more focused goals Seeking ...
The Weight of the Paddle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I brought one of my canoe paddles to the poetry presentation at school passing it around in the classroom watching ...
Describing in Detail (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More than the words on the page trying to bring them there the moment in my hushed office feeling her ...
What’s Up with That Baby? (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Unhappy, poopy, smelly diapers the baby bottle in the crib. Was she drooling or talking, mumbling something, crawling in place. ...
The Hound Who Ate My Sundae (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh man! Nothing Mom and Dad were away; I had such big plans Four kinds of ice cream, scooped, melting ...
The New Zoo (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The flyer at the store a new zoo in town I loaded up my monster truck Almost ran over the ...
The Crunch of the needles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dry in the forest before the first snowfall the leaves of autumn heavy on the ground The barrenness of November ...
Did You Hear Them (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Four second-graders, each reading, in unison A message for themselves, for the congregation reminder of the ancient truth, the power ...
Energy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Energy, passion flowed from his manner, his words, his motion, his attention to detail, his bringing us with him as ...
Meticulous (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Meticulous was the word That came to mom and me Simultaneously to describe Dad and how he approached almost Everything ...
Hair Cut (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A grand presentation the three of us early one Sunday morning just before Easter A grand march with appropriate solemnity ...
Yard Salad (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
With an old newspaper for a plate and water from the hose for dressing Four junior chefs, three to ten, ...
The stoddards (Eugene Field Poem)
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
The Art Of Drowning (Billy Collins Poem)
I wonder how it all got started, this business about seeing your life flash before your eyes while you drown, ...
A Day At Union Station (Tiel Aisha Ansari Poem)
Departure At last, I'm leaving the familiar roof! I'm undeterred by rain and wind. This presentation should be quite a ...