Going to School (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Painful steps, unfathomable, perhaps To walk through those doors Into a familiar foreign place A necessary evil, or is it ...
Painful steps, unfathomable, perhaps To walk through those doors Into a familiar foreign place A necessary evil, or is it ...
A painful truth is alive in the world We now speak only with compromised authority just another voice, no better ...
Fingers reach out touch the holes, the scars, the deep gaping spear wound feel where the nails pierced his hands, ...
That phrase, "healing a nation" kept going through my mind this morning thinking about the legacy, the model, the example ...
Impossible questions, real-life questions rang through the church this week, hard painful impossible questions of loss of death in sudden ...
From art to law from beauty to pain a life with twists and turns bringing him home and bringing him ...
There were boxes every shape and size attic, basement, storage space still, quiet, frozen in time forgotten boxes of shards ...
Words not rituals casual, heart-felt words telling the real story of the greatest sacrifice in all of human history finding ...
What must she have thought, when she reached into my jeans pocket before laundry and found a muskrat paw I ...
King of the floor At 4 years old The host of new arrivals The smile through the pain. Personal barbers ...
Care-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, Brother to Death, sweetly thyself dispose On this afflicted prince; fall like a ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
The stupid jerk I'm obsessed with stands so close to me I can feel his breath on my neck and ...
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire; For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre To some ...
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
These painful, cold athritic fingers have to last much longer yet, they're all I have to keep the pages on ...
The Rev. Isaiah Bunter has disappeared into the interior of the Solomon Islands, and it is feared that he may ...
SAY not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And ...
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
I have a fairy by my side Which says I must not sleep, When once in pain I loudly cried ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
I said goodbye to Beale Street one year, eyes hurting from the painful contrast of stark white on black - ...
The heavy mahogany door with its wrought-iron screen Shuts. And the sound is rich, sympathetic, discreet. The sun still shines ...
Jan 7th A dreadful darkness closes in On my bewildered mind; O let me suffer and not sin, Be tortured ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
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