As Bold (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
As bold as they became through the birthing by the Spirit the transformation on Pentecost so were they scared, timid ...
Poems about friday (31 Poems)
Holding the Nail (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
One of his nails in my palm, square-cut, smooth metal warming to my touch, held fast Listening to the scriptures ...
We Are the Nails (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
ours are the hands who held his wrists the crowd screaming to crucify our sin the nails driven into his ...
Before the Flames (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
long before the flames of power forty days on they ran, scattered before the religious authorities timid sheep without a ...
A Holy Thursday (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Without the Thursday, without the Friday There could be no Sunday miracle A holy Thursday carrying out God's plan fulfillment ...
A Holy Friday (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Good Friday, in its meaning not in the doing of the evil wrought by human hands that day God in ...
Hope for the Sinners (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He offered them, for us hope for the sinners even at the moment of his own agony Hearing their cries ...
Mocking Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Mocking words, of the blind needing proof for their sight forgetting the history of their people the belief of Abraham, ...
After Flogging Jesus (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"after flogging Jesus", he was sent to be crucified; but what a cryptic, banal inconsequential piece of prose What unspeakable ...
A Legacy of Blood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
And so was the transference, the owning the claiming of the death of the innocent passed from the denial of ...
Washing My Hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He claimed no responsibility, no ownership of the injustice, the unholy death of the innocent man Absolving himself, washing the ...
Promise of Easter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
(not the gloom of Good Friday) We marvel, we hope, for the coming of the Lord in final victory, for ...
Outstanding! (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like her sisters before her, an outstanding citizen of her class, her grade proud moment, for our little girl shouting ...
Final Exams (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Let's see, what were those courses in our seminary this semester Oh yeah, they were Betrayal, abandonment, death, and resurrection ...
Waiting for the Morning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
(Thursday) A stark simple meal washing our feet stripping the church carrying out the Christ on the cross (Friday) Another ...
Orange amid the Greens and Grey (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living orange, growing, spreading eating the limb of the living tree, framed by the field, the backdrop of other fall ...
Smell of Snow (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Walking the few feet car to the office Down the street, quiet Friday, December Smell of snow Cold, damp Memory ...
Fuzzy Swears (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Some have heard of "fuzzy logic", that "powerful problem-solving methodology (blah, blah, blah) ." (no, not just what Shanequa or ...
Mary smith (Eugene Field Poem)
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
The Vain King (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
Haircut today (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I am having a haircut today, it is not a complex event requiring excellent foresight, careful planning or indecent logistical ...
Dreams of a lifetime (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Ronald Hi Khong Wong is gone, sadly he deceased the commencement of this week. It wasn't unexpected. He never contradicted ...
Middlesex (John Betjeman Poem)
Gaily into Ruislip Gardens Runs the red electric train, With a thousand Ta's and Pardon's Daintily alights Elaine; Hurries down ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
114. Versified Note to Dr. Mackenzie, Mauchline (Robert Burns Poem)
FRIDAY first's the day appointed By the Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To get a blad o' ...
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
The Space Coast (Deborah Ager Poem)
Florida An Airedale rolling through green frost, cabbage palms pointing their accusing leaves at whom, petulant waves breaking at my ...
106. To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., Mauchline, recommending a Boy (Robert Burns Poems)
I HOLD it, sir, my bounden duty To warn you how that Master Tootie, Alias, Laird M'Gaun, Was here to ...
57. Holy Willie’s Prayer (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU, who in the heavens does dwell, Who, as it pleases best Thysel', Sends ane to heaven an' ten ...