Returning to the Manger, to the Cross (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Continually, without ceasing, prayerfully returning to the manger, to the cross returning to Bethlehem, to Calvary to hold Advent, the ...
Poems about easter (20 Poems)
But Murphy was Wrong (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I am happy to report, that Murphy was Wrong and Easter came, the prophets all fulfilled, Jesus, the son of ...
Dust on Our Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If we are ready, prepared to enter into the house our father's house, into the rooms with our names we ...
Not Merely Studying (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living history, living ministry the story of the walk to Emmaus the disciples on the road, real for me, in ...
On the Walk (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It wasn't where they were going, it was the walk, the conversation, the revelation they were on the walk, their ...
A Holy Saturday (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Waiting, in prayer, for the final fulfillment the raising from the dead, the Messiah in the grave The tomb sealed ...
Blind to His Presence (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were blind to his presence though this was Easter day when he came beside them on the Emmaus Road ...
From their palms to His palms (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The same word, the same spelling; but oh so different meanings frame the week to come Their palms, in joy, ...
Hydroponic (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living fibers hairs and legs tendrils, radiating outward downward to the depths like albino house centipedes bursting for attention in ...
White Sands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dunes of white greet my gaze from my office window snow drifted in the lee of the third story, the ...
It’s snowing now (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
It's snowing now as I write this note. Little temporal curtains of snow like pages of paper which materialize and ...
The Case Of Conscience (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
Flood-Tide of Flowers (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
Another Acrostic ( In the style of Father William ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"Are you deaf, Father William!" the young man said, "Did you hear what I told you just now? "Excuse me ...
The Winter’s Spring (John Clare Poems)
The winter comes; I walk alone, I want no bird to sing; To those who keep their hearts their own ...
Easter Zunday (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
Says Mister Doojabs (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Well, eight months ago one clear cold day, I took a ramble up Broadway, And with my hands behind my ...
Easter Zunday (William Barnes Poem)
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
The Boy And the Angel (Robert Browning Poem)
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
Easter Morning (A. R. Ammons Poem)
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...