Centuries of Tradition – edited (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the rote of the ritual centuries of tradition following the words of the story long ago The story of ...
Poems about ritual (31 Poems)
In that Garden (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not at the beginning not with Adam in Eden with Jesus in his anguish in the night of Gethsemane Our ...
the birth of our people (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not fleeing from the Pharaoh roasting the lamb whole blood on the doorframes the birth of our people sitting around ...
Changing the Ancient Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of their history following the ancient ritual the words of the deliverance of God and Egypt of their escape ...
Centuries of Tradition (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the rote of the ritual the centuries of tradition following the words of the story long ago The story ...
Sharing the Law (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each member of the people in ritual and in their day to day down to the present age called to ...
Mercy for the Stranger (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The abject example the lesson of the story showing mercy for strangers on the Jericho Road The unclean stranger helped ...
Hearing These Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My prayer, for my words the ancient words of Christ beginning in that upper room passed down from the saints ...
We are Yours (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A murmur, the muted notes whispering into the silent sanctuary The refrain of the song, hushed breathing more than filler, ...
Changing the Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sacred, solemn words of the ritual meal changed by the Master in the breaking of the bread sharing this cup, ...
All Welcome (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Christ's own example sharing his body, his blood, with all of them at the table with those who would rage, ...
Words in quotes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What makes these words so distinct, so special, so unique, that they must be in quotes, that each, in their ...
What is His Name (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What is his name, this son, born in your old age this boy in your arms, ready for the covenant, ...
Measuring Up (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Making the grade, measuring up human conditions, restrictions ritual and process, barring some lines drawn, by human hands unlike the ...
When She Said Yes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What a change a single word spoken with a smile has had on my life changing a man to a ...
The Meaning of Being Clean (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were outsiders, just as the foreigner unclean, by their sins, unable barred from the fellowship from the temple in ...
Offering (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A small token, a tithe, or less given to the provider, the creator in acknowledgement of the provided; a living ...
Three Candles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Candles of Hope, of Faith, of Joy burning bright, waiting for tomorrow with the candle of Peace only a few ...
Waiting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Paneled walls, formal distances, raised dais bifurcated space, Hatfields and McCoys, bride and groom Peculiar pews, wide oak masculine pews, ...
A Plate of Bows (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Ladies, I just don't get it a plate of bows, at the showers tacked down and presented a proxy for ...
A Cup of Crimson (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Take this cup from my mouth step back from the journey, the road the revelation of his fate Like Socrates ...
Two idylls from bion the smyrnean (Eugene Field Poem)
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
False Notions, Fears, And Other Things Of Wood (James A. Emanuel Poem)
Repeatedly, that sturdy stump in me bears up like stone, beneath some ritual I see: the blinding axe swings up, ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
The sweetest Heresy received (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The sweetest Heresy received That Man and Woman know -- Each Other's Convert -- Though the Faith accommodate but Two ...
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 ...
The Higher Unity (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The Rev. Isaiah Bunter has disappeared into the interior of the Solomon Islands, and it is feared that he may ...
132. Reply to a Trimming Epistle, received from a Tailor (Robert Burns Poem)
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
52. Epitaph on John Rankine (Robert Burns Poems)
AE day, as Death, that gruesome carl, Was driving to the tither warl' A mixtie-maxtie motley squad, And mony a ...