Numbered Days in a Free Will World (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Scripture creates a mystery of connecting the various threads of faith, of numbered days by the creator and free will ...
Scripture creates a mystery of connecting the various threads of faith, of numbered days by the creator and free will ...
High above the roaring thunder over the sounds of countless horses the rush of the shockwave off the track a ...
Maybe those who believe A piece of your soul Is stolen with each photograph taken Are right Reflecting back over ...
Walk in the park By the pond A sturdy trunk Branches hacked By rough pruning Yellow lichen Moss Speckle the ...
He rubbed his hand, Unconsciously, from habit His finger Held onto a memory, A bit of history Now months gone, ...
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
Like an army general on parade reviewing the troops in the convoy tooling down the highway into battle I drove ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
She is as in a field a silken tent At midday when the sunny summer breeze Has dried the dew ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
Some Rainbow -- coming from the Fair! Some Vision of the World Cashmere -- I confidently see! Or else a ...
A science -- so the Savants say, "Comparative Anatomy" -- By which a single bone -- Is made a secret ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
I THERE is one Mind, one omnipresent Mind, Omnific. His most holy name is Love. Truth of subliming import! with ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Poetry, I found you where at last they chained and bound you; with devices all around you to torture and ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
COME, let me take thee to my breast, And pledge we ne'er shall sunder; And I shall spurn as vilest ...
WHILE winds frae aff Ben-Lomond blaw, An' bar the doors wi' driving snaw, An' hing us owre the ingle, I ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
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