Signs of the Times (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Kairos time, not Chronos time; how hard a concept, so easily missing. We live in times with signs, like the ...
Kairos time, not Chronos time; how hard a concept, so easily missing. We live in times with signs, like the ...
If I were to put my feet, into the sandals of the listeners, the first audience for these stories, I ...
For my love, for my beautiful wife I love you more, so much more, in missing you, wanting you with ...
Oh if I could ever really explain the way you complete me How much more I am with you in ...
Mine, it is mine, give me what is mine. How often hear that, say that, whether in word or in ...
A mother's prayer for her child, for her children for healing, for grace for the pain she carries to be ...
She wept in prayer for the missing element, the unmet promise, the longing she had the ridicule she faced, too ...
Wrestling with God, no that didn't get Jacob too far just a pain in the hip he carried the rest ...
Missing the message, the real message He was teaching lost in their own thoughts, their own ambitions, rivalry their own ...
Archery is meant for fields, for forest for targets, for skill which we lacked and we had loose bales easily ...
We were told there were monsters in there that the floor was missing we would fall we would fall into ...
Assignments building, Intersections of projects, time management, control Finding my way, back from panic Believing I can do it Finding ...
Little and big secrets silence, unsharing from shame, for protection blank spots in the telling of our story Carved off ...
I will always feel the ache of our parting and the balm of our joining DRAFT 12/13/05 18:05, written in ...
They made of me a May Pole Last night in the narthex, the entry Of our church, Free of chairs ...
The words were different, not just in amplitude with more voices raised in the same solemn reverent ancient prayer No ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
As vain to raise a voice as a sigh In the tumult of free leaves on high. What are you ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
He dug what she said: bright jellies, smooth marmalade spread on warm brown bread. "Jazz" from drowsy lips orchids lift ...
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw-- For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law. He's ...
A frightening stillness will mark that day And the shadow of streetlights and fire-alarms will exhaust the light All things, ...
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
The Missing All -- prevented Me From missing minor Things. If nothing larger than a World's Departure from a Hinge ...
We'll pass without the parting So to spare Certificate of Absence -- Deeming where I left Her I could find ...
Lain in Nature -- so suffice us The enchantless Pod When we advertise existence For the missing Seed -- Maddest ...
I had a guinea golden -- I lost it in the sand -- And tho' the sum was simple And ...
The manic fires flared again today, very much the same irrational urges blazing from the open grate, urgent fervours that ...
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
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