In Thanksgiving (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In thanksgiving, we pause, we slow ourselves we gather together, family and friends, reflecting, memories rich with our collective past ...
In thanksgiving, we pause, we slow ourselves we gather together, family and friends, reflecting, memories rich with our collective past ...
Each one, on their own, a prayer before the cereal, the juice, the berries, stopping, bowing their heads Each one ...
A national day of prayer, duly designated, sanctioned to pray for our country, our blessings for our leaders, in these ...
In her rejoinder, her insistence teaching for the master on the scope of his mission his ministry of love to ...
Pick up the towel, become the servant, as the Master did so long ago washing the discples' feet taking off ...
Emmanuel was the goal, the end of their journey Pursuing the baby's star, seen from its rising In Bethlehem, in ...
His life a test more than our own it would seem tested as a human in our bodily form but ...
Lord, we bow in prayer, the prayer you taught us taught the disciples, so long ago and we affirm the ...
A sermon on transformation on seeing the world with the eyes of God loving the world, wanting peace transforming weapons, ...
He bowed, weighed down by his breach his sin, before God, bowing low begging the creator, for forgiveness of his ...
We stand, we all stand, naked before God, exposed as surely as they were in the Garden, after the fall ...
We gain more, learn, grow, it seems, through the grist of adversity the churning stomach, the flushed cheeks, wet furrowed ...
Imprimatur of royalty with the solemnity of the giving the opening of the treasure the bowing before the babe Holy ...
The world is wet today luxurious, damp, drenched drops hug the leaves, anoint the still budded lilac blossoms before their ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
The duties of the Wind are few, To cast the ships, at Sea, Establish March, the Floods escort, And usher ...
The Beggar Lad -- dies early -- It's Somewhat in the Cold -- And Somewhat in the Trudging feet -- ...
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset How the Hemlocks burn -- How the Dun Brake is draped in Cinder ...
A Clock stopped -- Not the Mantel's -- Geneva's farthest skill Can't put the puppet bowing -- That just now ...
I started Early -- Took my Dog -- And visited the Sea -- The Mermaids in the Basement Came out ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman As does the Great River on to the sea and back to the matted hair of Lord ...
Lo! from quiet skies In through the window my Lord the Sun! And my eyes Were dazzled and drunk with ...
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
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