Meditations (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Devotions, reading the word every day, messages for me, if I will listen, pay attention words written for me, for ...
Poems about ponder (31 Poems)
Each Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each and every day of our lives here on earth a gift from the creator to learn and share, to ...
A Hammer Blow to the Ice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe the metaphor shouldn't be pebbles thrown into the pond; maybe the more apt analogy the hope, and the trepidation ...
A Christian Lament (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pastor asked me to think about, write about ponder the decision the change in course inexorably to the edge ...
Presidents (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Leaders, of our nation a day from work, from toil to ponder their legacy, this place, this idea this aspirational ...
A Gray Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driving in town, between the drops of rain watch the people scurry, trudge, dash, between the buildings, hunker down at ...
The Devil in Us All (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Pastor was right about the error, the missed point of the scripture in the speech of the firebrand, the ...
When the House is Quiet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When the house is quiet and the girls are asleep sitting at my desk, at the computer studying, researching a ...
The Island (in my mind) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There is a place where only I can go A space of solitary quietude a singular solitude where my thoughts ...
With Authority (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The message is unknown; unimportant He spoke with authority. Now that was the thing The real message in the Word ...
Iris (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What is it about irises in the garden whether blue flag or yellow, deep purple, white with red why do ...
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Birds reported from the South — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Birds reported from the South -- A News express to Me -- A spicy Charge, My little Posts -- ...
‘Tis Opposites — entice (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis Opposites -- entice -- Deformed Men -- ponder Grace -- Bright fires -- the Blanketless -- The Lost -- ...
Death sets a Thing significant (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Death sets a Thing significant The Eye had hurried by Except a perished Creature Entreat us tenderly To ponder little ...
I never told the buried gold (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I never told the buried gold Upon the hill -- that lies -- I saw the sun -- his plunder ...
Thought it was America (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Is there anything which isn't made in China? The answer is. of course there is, the question was rhetorical, a ...
So Let Us Dare (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
One Of Their Gods (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
When one of them passed through the market place of Seleucia, toward the hour that night falls as a tall ...
Heaven (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy ...
On A Distant View Of Harrow (Lord Byron Poem)
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
Dtatue And The Bust, The (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
The Statue and the Bust (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
A Pretty Woman (Robert Browning Poem)
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
258. Epistle to James Tennant of Glenconner (Robert Burns Poems)
AULD comrade dear, and brither sinner, How's a' the folk about Glenconner? How do you this blae eastlin wind, That's ...
63. One Night as I did Wander (Robert Burns Poems)
ONE night as I did wander, When corn begins to shoot, I sat me down to ponder Upon an auld ...
62. Epistle to William Simson (Robert Burns Poems)
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
Only a Curl (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With ...