Only Through Christ – edited (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grounding ourselves in him the living risen Christ his teachings, how he walked on the earth we are forgiven by ...
Poems about edits (11 Poems)
In Lent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Setting his face toward Jerusalem knowing the cross ahead, waiting for him these days of journey, walking with Christ hopeful ...
Two Hulls, Four Blades (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Even from my speeding car, a half mile or more away They cut silently through the skin of the lake ...
Using Our Gifts – v2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Spend time in the vineyard, the field, the dark places of this world, the orchard, the valley, using our gifts, ...
Dew in the Morning – (Resurrection) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dew in the morning Burst my slumber, stupor, coma Caught me from numbness, Unseeing eyes Dulled senses Forced sight, perception ...
Cicada Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Circles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Controlled chaos Sharp angles Ripped colors Shapes alternating Sharp and subdued Tragedy And rage Pulled onto page Within a Continuous ...
Rewriting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wanting Seeing the beauty The precision Magic in prose Cut and paste Letting go of the old Pulling edits in ...
Cicada Feet – Revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Typist (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Early morning (or very late night) Carbon and ink eraser, with the bristles Before Whiteout The Corona clacked away Her ...
Frozen Splits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Jeff's ready watching the action moving straight for him at full speed, fast motion Black brick center of attention sliding ...