Whatever Happened? (Philip Larkin Poem)
At once whatever happened starts receding. Panting, and back on board, we line the rail With trousers ripped, light wallets, ...
Poems about perspective (30 Poems)
Prospect NSW (For Anita Cobby) (Dale Harcombe Poem)
The hushed dark hugs the streets. Somewhere a cat snaps the silence. Dogs begin to bark, like a pack moving ...
Observation Car (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
To be put on the train and kissed and given my ticket, Then the station slid backward, the shops and ...
In The Old Theatre, Fiesole. (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I traced the Circus whose gray stones incline Where Rome and dim Etruria interjoin, Till came a child who showed ...
Christ forgiving (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When we face our neighbors when we argue our positions when we come together in the marketplace of ideas We ...
Opening Our Hearts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Something corrosive when we are walled-off from our neighbors when the sameness defines our sense of community All of us ...
Overwhelming Victory is Ours (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Despite all the struggles the trials of this world even if we are persecuted nothing can truly harm us We ...
Yet will I rejoice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not some candy-coated some rose-colored perspective my eyes wide open to my current state Yet will I rejoice joyful in ...
Turn toward God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like James and John Like Peter and Andrew called from our lives to follow the Christ Each of us to ...
None of Us Strangers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We have the wrong perspective failing to be alert not seeing our neighbors our brothers and sisters that hurt None ...
Imprisoned with Our Neighbor (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Standing with them in their cell understanding their perspective going to their point of view to be their neighbor to ...
To God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe our perspective too limiting seeing the father, son, the spirit or the way, the truth, the life all ways ...
Anointing The Master (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hearing the words of the master his foretelling of his suffering his death now close at hand and the words ...
Faithful Today (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Needing to change my perspective Faithful today, in all my dealings to the calling of God in all that I ...
So Unlike the Advent Story (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
This season of our faith from Ash Wednesday to Easter the season of reflection, of Lent so unlike the Advent ...
The Shore Like the Sea (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the preaching from the water a different fisherman reversing directions changing perspective his words the nets and the land, ...
All to be Messengers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
the wise men, the wise women the story of Christ from a modern perspective told a bit in reverse not ...
At the Cusp of Advent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Out of the day of Thanksgiving after the declarations of Christ the King at the cusp of Advent preparing our ...
God as our Mother (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In our relationships to one another, to the creator all of creation, the world what would it matter, would there ...
A Crystalline Forest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tiny, needing a different perspective changing my angle, my point of view awakening senses, seeing more closely A thick forest ...
Bringing on the Whirlwind (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In his questioning, the pushing the calling out of the creator picking a fight with the eternal bringing on the ...
In Challenging Times (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In challenging times, assurance the loving presence of God fulfillment of his promises comfort in his indwelling a new perspective ...
through the eyes of the Spirit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The world, life, a new perspective a new prism, looking, seeing through the eyes of the Spirit living, dwelling within ...
His Joy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words he shared, that we may share in his joy But what is his joy, for us to share ...
Those Staying (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the moments of pastoral change there are those leaving and those staying Both are changed in the times shared ...
Rave (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Heads snap at the Yankee white boy Anachronistic and jarring Tie dyed top hat Garish and loud Quilted and heavy ...
At The Other End Of The Telescope (George Bradley Poem)
the people are very small and shrink, dwarves on the way to netsuke hell bound for a flea circus in ...
The Monument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
Love Is A Parallax (Sylvia Plath Poems)
'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy: train tracks always meet, not here, but only in the impossible mind's eye; horizons beat ...
Landowners (Sylvia Plath Poems)
From my rented attic with no earth To call my own except the air-motes, I malign the leaden perspective Of ...