The Big Boat, the Big House (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We strive so much, so often, for that big house, the big boat, the toys, the excess of the world ...
Poems about losing (46 Poems)
Sharing in the Circle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rain falling on the roof above us, spending time in the circle gathered around before we are called sharing stories, ...
Running (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was running this morning early Sunday morning while we drove by on the way to church black top, black ...
Compromising Self (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What do we have left, then after compromising self, taking on the mantle, the anger the argument of another losing ...
A Stitch in the Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Above the tree line beside the silhouette of the dark church a contrail of a jet falling toward the horizon ...
Wisdom and Our Folly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So hard to grapple with the folly of our choices the stubborn march to dismay, destruction the lost souls of ...
Blueberry Stories (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A moment of panic assuaged by the promise the musing, the utterance Oh, she'll come back, with "Blueberry Stories" And ...
Lear’s Sweat (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
We had great seats, close seats down by the stage seats seats where you could feel Lear's sweat the spit ...
Fisherman (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I really did feel bad afterward; but at that instant, I was confused sorry, not knowing what to say He ...
A Patina of Haze (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A patina of haze filled my vision hung heavy in the shimmering air high in the nineties they said but ...
Citations (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Precision Real precision No, real precision No, we mean it, real precision Characters, spaces, abbreviations, italics Statutes, reporters, Secondary sources ...
Love Everlasting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I saw love today In goodbye Sorrow Hope For union in eternity A husband wasting, overtaken Reaper alongside Wife losing ...
Rewriting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wanting Seeing the beauty The precision Magic in prose Cut and paste Letting go of the old Pulling edits in ...
A Bit of Green (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dull white snow Gray ice, losing power Brown dirt, wet from melting Clear leaves, rotting A bit of green Amidst ...
A Bit of Green (revised) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hangover of pearl white snow Gray ice losing power Brown dirt, clear leaves, rotting Wet dark chocolate, rich humus Eyes ...
Salmon Skin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pause on the bridge, a break in my day, as night came A stop to drink in the murmur, ...
Struggle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
A Field of Scat (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Late January, in the cold clear wood Boots crunch through layers of snow and ice Breath catches in beard and ...
Our biggest fish (Eugene Field Poem)
When in the halcyon days of old, I was a little tyke, I used to fish in pickerel ponds for ...
The Change (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
POOR River, now thou'rt almost dry, What Nymph, or Swain, will near thee lie? Since brought, alas! to sad Decay, ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
From Citron-Bower (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
From citron-bower be her bed, cut from branch of tree a-flower, fashioned for her maidenhead. From Lydian apples, sweet of ...
Mountains of Delight (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The problem was the manner of choice (or whether there was a choice for that matter) as you had taken ...
The Obesion (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
The God Abandons Antony (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear an invisible procession going by with exquisite music, voices, don't mourn your luck that's ...
The Shroud of Color (Countee Cullen Poem)
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
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 ...
The house where I was born (07) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
I remember, it was a morning, in summer, The window was half-open, I drew near, I could see my father ...
Meditation on the A30 (John Betjeman Poem)
A man on his own in a car Is revenging himself on his wife; He open the throttle and bubbles ...
Stay (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
Now the journey is ending, the wind is losing heart. Into your hands it's falling, a rickety house of cards. ...