The Foreigner (Amy Lowell Poem)
Have at you, you Devils! My back's to this tree, For you're nothing so nice That the hind-side of me ...
Poems about limited (27 Poems)
Peter Anderson And Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
Philadelphia (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"Brother Square-Toes"--Rewards and Fairies. If you're off to Philadelphia in the morning, You mustn't take my stories for a guide. ...
Lines (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Spoken by Miss Ada Rehan at the Lyceum Theatre, July 23, 1890, at a performance on behalf of Lady Jeune's ...
Pray in Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not in ourselves limited, human pray in faith in the Spirit listening in the quiet for the word from God ...
Infectious Joy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The joy of this season the coming of the Christ-child reminding us of the fulfillment the love of our God ...
Hasten to Bethlehem (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
From our place of comfort out into the night hasten to Bethlehem following His holy light Turning from our world ...
Helping Lazarus (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe we cannot help everyone limited as we may be but we can help our brother Lazarus the one close ...
Throwing Away Our People (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our vision so limited retribution for justice throwing away our people a whole generation lost Time to look anew under ...
God Unbound (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God not held down beholden, constrained limited by our humanness our creator, our God Unbound, eternal sharing all good things ...
To God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe our perspective too limiting seeing the father, son, the spirit or the way, the truth, the life all ways ...
All of this Good (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of creation made by his loving hands the heavens and the earth all of this good for us to ...
Caretakers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Caretakers, stewards workers of the master placed in the garden created by his hands Our time here limited but for ...
What is the motivation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When we see fault in our brother in any one or another always needing to ask what is the motivation ...
Squandering What We Have (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the quest for possessions the things of this earth chasing the latest, the greatest As a country, as individuals ...
Describing Colors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My limited language, different meanings, perceptions of colors, of shades, hues; brand names, the color wheel plants, fruits, sky and ...
Standing Beside Her (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rising as the judge entered Standing beside her, in her cause fighting for her, for their safety even in closure; ...
In Praise Of Writing Letters (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Blest be the Man! his Memory at least, Who found the Art, thus to unfold his Breast, And taught succeeding ...
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, ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
He parts Himself — like Leaves — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
He parts Himself -- like Leaves -- And then -- He closes up -- Then stands upon the Bonnet Of ...
It seldom snowed, they said – Part I (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It seldom snowed, they said, it might get cold but it won't be snow; well, one should guess the locals ...
Coffee (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
Dream Song 125: Bards freezing, naked, up to the neck in water (John Berryman Poem)
Bards freezing, naked, up to the neck in water, wholly in dark, time limited, different from initiations now: the class ...
Friends Within The Darkness (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I ...
40,000 (Charles Bukowski Poems)
at the track today, Father's Day, each paid admission was entitled to a wallet and each contained a little surprise. ...
Paradise Lost: Book 06 (John Milton Poems)
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...