Your Love Completes Me (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh if I could ever really explain the way you complete me How much more I am with you in ...
Oh if I could ever really explain the way you complete me How much more I am with you in ...
A cold gray afternoon cocooned indoors, watching the scene change outside, in the colors, the feel, the mood morphing day, ...
For those who grab the spotlight sit in righteous judgment Casting the first stone against their fellow. A harsh mirror, ...
Driving in the fall 'morn, light filtering into the clearing wood; I spied a wall awakening from its slumber, no ...
We gathered, in a circle in the Parlor of the church gathering to study your word, the message in the ...
It is funny; feels strange being so exposed, so public so many poems, so many thoughts, passions, ideas, blurted out ...
under a rock a cityscape hidden from view roads, side streets, and big highways between the entrances to their homes ...
A proper noun - Personal Poetry - Quick encapsulation, State of hesitance. Slices of me Flesh and nerve Risk of ...
Still nights On the calm water. Late summer on the lake. Crisp nights Fog in the morning A chill in ...
Touching you Seeing you, all of you In my arms Under me Beside me Exposed, vulnerable Taking a risk Sharing ...
Broken lines, walls in need of mending What would Frost say, or his good neighbor, behind mended walls? New England ...
A mat of green, burgundy, and brown Covered the skin of the once open water Of the marsh, cut off ...
We are perched, walking on the edge of an errant planet, off-kilter and dizzy wobbling off course in its orbit ...
The world is wet today luxurious, damp, drenched drops hug the leaves, anoint the still budded lilac blossoms before their ...
I'M now disposed to give a pretty tale; Love laughs at what I've sworn and will prevail; Men, gods, and ...
THE change of food enjoyment is to man; In this, t'include the woman is my plan. I cannot guess why ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
A CERTAIN pious rector (John his name), But little preached, except when vintage came; And then no preparation he required ...
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Dying! To be afraid of thee One must to thine Artillery Have left exposed a Friend -- Than thine old ...
For more than a billion years we've been nearly out of water; sincerely, a need repeatedly exposed in calamitous reports ...
To say we've done it all before is not to bend the truth and though we've lost our youth the ...
To tell the Saviour all my wants, How pleasing is the task! Nor less to praise Him when He grants ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
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