Touch Our Lives (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You mean so much to each one of us, touching our lives on so many levels, in so many ways, ...
You mean so much to each one of us, touching our lives on so many levels, in so many ways, ...
Prayers for peace rose up in many tongues from the congregation gathered round a new pole hewn by parishioner hands ...
I often pause to wonder of the two sides of the man from the Balkans who graced my life with ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Enter, as in the Temple of Jerusalem, ATHALIA, MATHAN, ABNER WHY, to our Wonder, in this Place is seen, ...
Eph. What Friendship is, ARDELIA shew. Ard. 'Tis to love, as I love You. Eph. This Account, so short (tho' ...
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and Shang constellations, one of ...
The witch that came (the withered hag) To wash the steps with pail and rag, Was once the beauty Abishag, ...
I BIRTHDAY VERSES Dear Aldrich, now November's mellow days Have brought another Festa round to you, You can't refuse a ...
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
At his Birthday Feast With memories old and wishes new We crown our cups again, And here's to you, and ...
"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy! Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" ...
Thank you Ambrose for the kitchen door ajar, a sign your friendship never closed on me, an amity extended from ...
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
Growing up, I propose, is like wearing a dead man's clothes. Death has a way of levelling the ground. I ...
And here the precious dust is laid; Whose purely-temper'd clay was made So fine that it the guest betray'd. Else ...
Melissa: I've still rever'd your Order as Divine; And when I see unblemish'd Virtue ...
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
'Tis strange to think, there was a time When mirth was not an empty name, When laughter really cheered the ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Though bleak these woods, and damp the ground With fallen leaves so thickly strown, And cold the wind that wanders ...
O God! if this indeed be all That Life can show to me; If on my aching brow may fall ...
Though bleak these woods and damp the ground With fallen leaves so thickly strewn, And cold the wind that wanders ...
NOT in scorn do I reprove thee, Not in pride thy vows I waive, But, believe, I could not love ...
Come, walk with me, There's only thee To bless my spirit now - We used to love on winter nights ...
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