Oatmeal (Galway Kinnell Poem)
I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it. I eat ...
I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it. I eat ...
yesterday the man was pleased the sun sat in the tree and all upon the land held to the harmony ...
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
Today you walk down the street, And do just what you please; Making crooked deals in allies, As if no ...
Looking up at the cross into the face of Jesus my weight on my knees humbly singing your praises Overwhelmed ...
Bound up in the moment the washing of the feet something so powerful their master at their feet We know ...
Out of faith, love informing our actions the quiet center causing us to believe Moving beyond the dogma our creed ...
Causing us to focus to remember the Christ-child leading us into worship the liturgical year The panic of advent not ...
From before Christ's time maybe back to Cain and Abel wanting to have maybe even the garden the fall itself ...
Distracting his focus his eyes shifting losing Christ in that moment Though the master was before him standing on the ...
The World (the wind) calling to us softly or loudly whichever it needs pulling our focus away from our savior ...
Thoughts of the day running through my mind moving to get her to the school to be on time A ...
God calling to us even in a whisper maybe intentionally so that we would truly listen The world around even ...
Have you ever heard the comment noticed the body language someone different maybe not in "church" attire the eyes saying, ...
Our sins, our disobedience our feet of clay, unable to live by the law of God faithful to him as ...
The friends of the man showing extravagant love out of their faith in Christ lifting him up Risking injury carrying ...
The drying puddle of soda almost invisible to the eye like the oasis in the desert the ancient watering hole ...
Gripped by fears doubts, the winds raging causing him to sink when he took his sights off Jesus Afraid, still ...
How profoundly different how much better than our own are the gifts of the Lord not even enough, the distinction ...
On the altar of His table as the pastor held up His cup Two halves of the broken loaf the ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
I threw my arms about those shoulders, glancing at what emerged behind that back, and saw a chair pushed slightly ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
THERE be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet ...
There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like Thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet ...
There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet ...
It was built of things that must not mix: paint, cream, and water, fire and dusty oil. You heard the ...
This institution, perhaps one should say enterprise out of respect for which one says one need not change one's mind ...
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