Fishermen – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
To be called to be fishers of men casting nets, casting a single line out into the sea, the rolling ...
To be called to be fishers of men casting nets, casting a single line out into the sea, the rolling ...
They were busy, unproductive, preparing, mending their nets on the shore of the lake waiting, seeking, ready. He called to ...
Your candle, lit, glowing casting light against the cup filled with the wine, Your blood the shrouded bread symbol of ...
We see the end, the exile, the fall of the Kingdom, in the judgment of God, meted out in the ...
We gathered, took time off, pondered our freedom, on the anniversary our Declaration of Independence when we dissolved the political ...
We have been given an incredible gift all of us, Jew and gentile, saint and sinner, a gift of freedom, ...
Metamorphosis, like a snake casting off an old skin, a crab an outgrown shell, or maybe more akin to a ...
Waking, stretching casting off sleep, cocoon of its slumber awakening to the dawn of spring, new life in the fresh ...
Oh to be like John, John Wesley our founder, the beginning of the faith to see the miners, the men ...
He called it holy failure, the moments of the disciples failing to catch fish, believing in the word of Jesus ...
It always seems, wherever I turn we are the bad guys, the ones in the way the ones asking Him ...
For those who grab the spotlight sit in righteous judgment Casting the first stone against their fellow. A harsh mirror, ...
All starched and primped we were quite a sight, marching into the courthouse hand in hand, we walked waiting to ...
A shadowlike pair fraternal twins on the western bank of the Sugar River one white, one seemingly gray in the ...
A meadow aglow In the quiet dusk Sitting on the porch Drawn to the field Mason jar in hand Lid ...
Walking on the path Looking for a gator Down by the water A star preens for me And my camera ...
Under the flat board The second rail Of the fence By the walk, Above the drop To the brook - ...
Iterative, coding conventions Six month of our lives Spent casting and recasting The structure of the new environment To bring ...
It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if offering my stomach, as ...
A NEIGHBOR of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the ...
I fish for words to say what I fish for, half-catch sometimes. I have caught little pan fish flashing sunlight ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
OH I am come to the low Countrie, Ochon, Ochon, Ochrie! Without a penny in my purse, To buy a ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
I have enough treasures from the past to last me longer than I need, or want. You know as well ...
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