Team Sport (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Christianity is a team sport, so the pastor said that morning from the pulpit. Sometimes it can feel lonely, different ...
Poems about ideas (38 Poems)
Parable Reading (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Different messages, interpretations, well up within the readers, messages ideas, thoughts, imagery of prophets and law givers of owners, trees, ...
The Devil in Us All (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Pastor was right about the error, the missed point of the scripture in the speech of the firebrand, the ...
Unpublished (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It is funny; feels strange being so exposed, so public so many poems, so many thoughts, passions, ideas, blurted out ...
A Gush of Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Metaphors, images, concepts, pictures thoughts welled up spilled over washed over me from her words his words From the pulpit, ...
Staying the Course (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Assignments building, Intersections of projects, time management, control Finding my way, back from panic Believing I can do it Finding ...
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
t of the Fifth Scene in the Second Act of Athalia (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Enter, as in the Temple of Jerusalem, ATHALIA, MATHAN, ABNER WHY, to our Wonder, in this Place is seen, ...
Life’s Progress (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
How gayly is at first begun Our Life's uncertain Race! Whilst yet that sprightly Morning Sun, With which we just ...
Riders (Robert Frost Poem)
The surest thing there is is we are riders, And though none too successful at it, guiders, Through everything presented, ...
Ode To Beauty (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
Portrait of a Lady (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
Essay On The Personal (Stephen Dunn Poem)
Because finally the personal is all that matters, we spend years describing stones, chairs, abandoned farmhouses- until we're ready. Always ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
This Window is (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
This window is confidence, documenting proceedings, capturing moments, cleansing views challenging sentiment. This window is nourishment filling the eyes with ...
The power of the Lake (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The power of the Lake lingers still so many years beyond its fascination ending; it was there in the beginning, ...
Hostel Beach, Oneroa (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The cliff sprang from the sea at end of Hostel Beach, if the tide was out you'd reach a tiny ...
For Siggy & Bill (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I awoke with two poets in my bed, books I chose from the library, possibly intent on a swift read ...
A catchy phrase (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was called Farm Fantastic, a catchy phrase, and potentially a day's wasted sweat. Even after the event I can't ...
The First Step (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
The young poet Evmenis complained one day to Theocritus: "I've been writing for two years now and I've composed only ...
A New Song (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Ah blame me not, Catcott, if from the right way My notions and actions run far. How can my ideas ...
Salvage (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Daily the cortege of crumpled defunct cars goes by by the lasagna- layered flatbed truckload: hardtop reverting to tar smudge, ...
Happy Dust (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Happy Dust (Aleister Crowley Poem)
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
Lays of Sorrow (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
I SEE A WOMAN MAKING UP (Luis Benitez Poem)
I see a woman any woman making up and change first she is thinking of something else (because when a ...
CESAR VALLEJO (Luis Benitez Poem)
Walking along the corridors of imagination, free and alone forever, as when he was and didn't know he was a ...
Wednesday (Marvin Bell Poem)
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
From ‘The Testament of Beauty’ (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...