Matriarchs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They sit, week on week, year on year, solitary matriarchs Hair of silver, grey, white, spun gold Stoic women, widows, ...
They sit, week on week, year on year, solitary matriarchs Hair of silver, grey, white, spun gold Stoic women, widows, ...
Their honks and squeaks called her, caused her she raised her head skyward from north to south they passed over ...
Above the tree line beside the silhouette of the dark church a contrail of a jet falling toward the horizon ...
Reconciling concepts of God the unity of the God of Abraham, the God of Jesus, the way, the truth, the ...
Finding a way, to get it all done to balance the interests, to get the access the hearing needed, to ...
Returning from whence it grew the scaled cap of last year's acorn becoming part of the dirt, the soil the ...
A Cheshire cat with chiclet teeth rectangular rows smiling grin all teeth, just as she is, each night after brushing ...
We all can do our part, to stand up in faith, trusting in God, and do the right thing, argue ...
Me and the girls, the members of the congregation, walking to the Capitol, under the dome down the street, on ...
She raised words of actions calls to action, to not stand in the way; but to enable, to embolden, to ...
Other faiths, our traditions understanding them, spending time with them, lessons we can all learn we are walking, in their ...
Counting down to two years, moments of memories of the start of our lives anew our start of our dating, ...
The lined up on the far side the edge of the parking area, tires in the oak leaves I had ...
Wonder, amazement, at the littlest thing marvels in all of creation, faith, attachment in the sound of familiar voices, Voices ...
We are saved, not by works, not by our deeds By his love, his sacrifice by his taking our yoke, ...
Divine retribution, for false piety setting oneself as separate, as knowing God then choosing to do evil, a person, a ...
Driving home, October noontime a hawk to my left, above the tree line, catching the thermals off the highway It ...
A mini fashion show was held on our living room rug, a short parade of two, showing off their best ...
They were reaping the breach, the wrong they did their God The breach the worship, the communion with other Gods, ...
Reaping the Whirlwind, the story of man from the fall of Adam, the revolt in Cain and Abel, the bickering ...
Oh Leaves of Red of leaves of red what would the father have said to see so many leaves of ...
A cluster of 4 leaves at the end of a branch in October New England easier for the mind to ...
A forgotten bit of space dust heralded before its fizzle but a wealth, a treasure for this son, sharing a ...
Rich vibrant, living color Dying on the branch In glory as I drive by A canopy over my way Or ...
Where is the thread The need to be on point Playing when I should be reading Looking for more sources ...
Panic fills my chest Angry that I didn't find time That my life got in the way Ever present, tantalizing, ...
House ablaze, hissing, dying Crimson anguish My daughter upstairs, alone Helpless Firetruck - red, loud, racing, screech HELP ME! MY ...
Red Sox win Yankees lose A story so big It led the news Bumped politics Down the page It may ...
Spreading intersected contrails Like the frost lines off the skates in Fantasia's winter scene Growing, living crystals written on water ...
He had a knife! a willing accomplice and three accessories before the fact They didn't stand a chance, their four ...
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