you live too far away (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When I think of you, our friendship so deep, so rich in the moments, when we saw each other daily, ...
Poems about lunch (31 Poems)
Seven Items (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There were seven items on the shopping list, two more than she had told me to buy Seven items, a ...
In His Talons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Okay, so I don't know it was a male hawk; but "in its talons" didn't sound as good; but I ...
Circling over Me (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Above the highway, just to the right of my line on the road four raptors, circling over me I wonder ...
Lunch with Dot (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our work days were segmented, marked by sharing, growing as friends spending time in the side yard having lunch with ...
Harold (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If it wasn't for the dent he would be making in their budget his antics would be all the more ...
Closer and Closer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He seemed so complacent in the hot August sun on the barrier islands not moving at all basking in the ...
A Doppler Greeting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Crossing the street toward home, I gave a quick thank you to the crossing guard. A small voice growing coming ...
Taste the Smell (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Coming down the stairs from the office to the living room, dining room, kitchen descending into the cloud, the glorious ...
Shoals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A trip to the Isles of Shoals September, after the hurricanes warm tropical water sea foam bright, southern a different ...
A Clutch of Pearls (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We snuck away outside after being in while they had a bit of lunch fresh rain hung in the air ...
Drivebys (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, ...
Drivebys – revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, ...
Unexpected Conversation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
New patrolman and law student Brothers Between classes Debating, over lunch Gray edges of law Exigent circumstances Criminal procedure Search ...
Sunapee Street (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rug covered stairs a landing above me a place for the lead toy soldiers, the ceramic cat, small bottles Playing ...
Handbell Notes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Watching them play Seeing their notes on the paper Sensing the fun in practice in hearing the sheet come alive ...
Loud Music (Stephen Dobyns Poem)
My stepdaughter and I circle round and round. You see, I like the music loud, the speakers throbbing, jam-packing the ...
The Pig (Roald Dahl Poem)
In England once there lived a big And wonderfully clever pig. To everybody it was plain That Piggy had a ...
Television (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
“Mike Teavee…” (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
It seldom snowed – Part IV (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It seldom snowed they said, perhaps they're right although seldom was never in that endless summer which tightened a fiery ...
Does your semen smell like camembert? (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Does your semen smell like camembert? It's just a thought I had today at lunch, I must have had the ...
On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
The Best Time Of The Day (Raymond Carver Poem)
Cool summer nights. Windows open. Lamps burning. Fruit in the bowl. And your head on my shoulder. These the happiest ...
Picnic, Lightning (Billy Collins Poem)
It is possible to be struck by a meteor or a single-engine plane while reading in a chair at home. ...
Anorexic (Eavan Boland Poem)
Flesh is heretic. My body is a witch. I am burning it. Yes I am torching ber curves and paps ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Part 8 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Henry King (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself ...