anointed by the oil of his blood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Washed by his tears, the sweat of his years walking the earth as a man covered with the dust of ...
Poems about emptied (31 Poems)
Being an Offering (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If we are to be his followers disciples of Christ children of our father sheep of his flock Being an ...
Mirroring Christ (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Trying to follow our steps in his own Mirroring Christ all of our days Imitating him who emptied himself though ...
Let me be but skin – edited (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Let me be emptied, poured out, my will, my all, given over to you Fill me Lord, your life, your ...
Emptied of His Holiness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Poured out in heaven Christ descending to earth emptied of his holiness a vessel from the dirt In human form ...
Emptied Himself (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He emptied himself, his Godliness, making himself human humble, a servant, a slave to the master even to death But ...
Let me be but skin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Let me be emptied, poured out, my will, my all Fill me Lord, your life, your spirit your will acted ...
Give us your tired, your poor (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The hope of America, in the words of liberty the hope of a new life, in freedom "Give us your ...
Empty (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Striving, hungering, longing empty, thirsting after righteousness they were filled by the spirit, holy, pure on a journey, serving the ...
A Little Green Beatle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A quiet ride in the car after the kites were back in the trunk, all buckled in and ready to ...
Different (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Deleted emails Changed passwords Closed accounts Boxed memories Emptied closets And drawers Home-cooking finished Space in fridge and freezer Cupboards ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
The Lockless Door (Robert Frost Poem)
It went many years, But at last came a knock, And I though of the door With no lock to ...
Jonah and the Grampus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
I'll tell you the story of Jonah, A really remarkable tale; A peaceful and humdrum existence he had Until one ...
A Dew sufficed itself — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Dew sufficed itself -- And satisfied a Leaf And felt "how vast a destiny" -- "How trivial is Life!" ...
We, The Living (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
Mountains of Delight (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The problem was the manner of choice (or whether there was a choice for that matter) as you had taken ...
Echoes in an empty room (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
Ekka (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
The Obesion (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
Other (Robert Creeley Poem)
Having begun in thought there in that factual embodied wonder what was lost in the emptied lovers patience and mind ...
The Garden Of Boccaccio (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Of late, in one of those most weary hours, When life seems emptied of all genial powers, A dready ...
A Satisfactory Reform (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A merry burgomaster In a burgh upon the Rhine Said, "Our burghers all are Far too fond of drinking wine." ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Dream Song 89: Op. posth. no. 12 (John Berryman Poem)
In a blue series towards his sleepy eyes they slid like wonder, women tall & small, of every shape & ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Late Autumn (William Allingham Poem)
October - and the skies are cool and gray O'er stubbles emptied of their latest sheaf, Bare meadow, and the ...
De Profundis (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...