seats (31 Poems)
Chasing the Sun (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
As we allowed, she moved about the seats from dry bench to wet towels, it didn’t seem to matter, chasing the sun around the boat lingering, dozing, in its warming longing the sun out on the water July 27, 2008 … Continue reading
I Am Who I Choose To Be (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A true statement, serious an accurate reflection of consequences the results of acts of free will Maybe a bit cursory, too summary this banner in the office vestibule A mantra perhaps too soon Would they really understand, comprehend adequately appreciate, … Continue reading
Your Usher (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Leading us to our seats, watching the congregation, caring for the flock from the back of the sanctuary, from the aisles, sharing the joy of worship the community of believers one bulletin, one smile, one greeting, one handshake at a … Continue reading
Matriarchs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They sit, week on week, year on year, solitary matriarchs Hair of silver, grey, white, spun gold Stoic women, widows, stately clothed coiffed, regal bearing, sitting erect, sitting in their assigned seats in familiar pews, sharing the later years the … Continue reading
Lear’s Sweat (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
We had great seats, close seats down by the stage seats seats where you could feel Lear’s sweat the spit of his lines fresh to us as he comforted and cajoled Cordelia, sweet sweet Cordelia, and Goneril and Regan railed … Continue reading
Arthur (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wait ’till next year Murmur/ Mantra in a knowing tone – He’d seen the magic – World Champions Bleacher seats Train ride When it was our game Before Ruth wore stripes Sixty plus years Puritan patience Furrowed brow Wistful hope … Continue reading
Chasing La Luna (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Were we chasing her Or was she chasing us Down the road Under that starry starry night Lashed in the seats Craning to see her face Cool and full Around corner and curve Down the highway ’round the cloverleaf Into … Continue reading
The Hymn (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise Him, ye Heavens unreach’d by mortal Eyes, Praise Him, in your degree, ye sublunary Skies! Praise Him, you Angels that … Continue reading
On the Death of the Honourable Mr. James Thynne (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Farewell, lov’d Youth! since ’twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv’n; And thus our Expectations to destroy, Raising a Grief, where we had form’d a Joy; Who once believ’d, it was the … Continue reading
On The Hurricane (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
You have obey’d, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer’s righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor sought, as heretofore, with Friendly Aid Only, new Motion to bestow Upon the sluggish Vapours, bred below, Condensing into Mists, … Continue reading