If only my people would listen to me (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How much different, how oh so very different would world history, human history have been, if only the chosen had ...
Poems about consequence (36 Poems)
Inviolate (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Simple truths, essential truths beliefs held inviolate for our nation to set us apart cast off, dropped underfoot walked upon ...
Real Forgiveness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Forgiveness, pardon were woven in words, we could understand, appreciate, bring home to our own hearts reach empathy, equate, learn ...
A Wailing Choir (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three young siren's all peeling in pain, of their own making set off by a punishment an accounting for misbehavior ...
Officially Foss (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Shyanne said she gets to be Officially Foss, her little sister said she would be my daughter officially. Funny the ...
A Gush of Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Metaphors, images, concepts, pictures thoughts welled up spilled over washed over me from her words his words From the pulpit, ...
Arguing the Essential Nature (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Now this was a conversation, as I learned later, that was not in the right place a high school classroom, ...
Turning to Sin and Back to God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
David, oh David how I know your sin your turn to the pleasures the temptation in your eyes weakness of ...
Mr. Dana, of the New York Sun (Eugene Field Poem)
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81 A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York ...
The Mandrake (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
That short — potential stir (Emily Dickinson Poem)
That short -- potential stir That each can make but once -- That Bustle so illustrious 'Tis almost Consequence -- ...
No Other can reduce (Emily Dickinson Poem)
No Other can reduce Our mortal Consequence Like the remembering it be nought A Period from hence But Contemplation for ...
One Life of so much Consequence! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I -- for it -- would pay -- My Soul's entire income -- ...
We reflect this day on the essence of intimacy (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We reflect this day on the essence of intimacy, from its origins in the spring-tide of youth to an afterward ...
Tools for life (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Has life ever dumped you in a heap? Perhaps you've found self belief so strongly reinforcing that doubt never enters ...
Twenty Four Hour Embrace (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Awakening in the twenty four hour embrace of a few moments sleep, where half a lifetime eludes dreams; and feeling ...
The Logic Of This State (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Marking time in pencil strokes across a virgin page and waiting for coincidence of heart-beat and second-hand, keying to the ...
Simple pleasures that you bring (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Do you mind if I write a few lines for you tonight? I'm fuelled for sure, perhaps a bit ebullient, ...
On your birthday, today, (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
On your birthday, today, there is time to reflect On the essence of our intimacy, From a beginning in the ...
If it ever bloody rains (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I never said I would, I only said I could do what you wished, the subtle difference should have raised ...
Forever Alight (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Were meetings destined then this was one to take a leading place, the oracle decreed it fate in a matrix ...
Crying to be written (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Dawn has reached the ridges to the north and a thin line of light chased the night west; it is ...
Leaf Sermon (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I have been spiritually poisoned by the unclean, in ignorance blessed their springs. In consequence I withered and drifted down ...
The Retired Cat (William Cowper Poem)
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...