A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret’s (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
Poems about preacher (31 Poems)
The Organ-Blower (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
DEVOUTEST of my Sunday friends, The patient Organ-blower bends; I see his figure sink and rise, (Forgive me, Heaven, my ...
The Iron Gate (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting? Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many ...
The Casterbridge Captains (Thomas Hardy Poem)
THREE captains went to Indian wars, And only one returned: Their mate of yore, he singly wore The laurels all ...
Night Funeral In Harlem (Langston Hughes Poem)
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay-- His insurance ...
The Deserted Village (Oliver Goldsmith Poem)
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
As a King (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not as the preacher, the healer, wandering entering, riding on a colt hope of the people palms on the ground ...
Two Sons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Both of them "sons of the father" their names parallel but such different paths The revolutionary insurrectionist trying to overthrow ...
From His Words, Action (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not knowing this stranger but doing as he commanded taking the boat out onto the sea sitting at his feet ...
Black and White (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sitting in the den, comfortable, my wife, my children, my mother-in-law all African-American, watching his speech sharing his words, his ...
Living Christ’s Words (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Transforming words, living Christ's words explaining much, holy, about why we are here, in this sanctuary, in this fellowship, remembering ...
Not Just a Dream (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
From the snowy hills of New Hampshire oh so snowy this year, not just a dream, this birthday, this holiday, ...
Follow This Leader (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They left all, on the shore, in the boats left all to follow Jesus, to leave behind family, lives to ...
Clothed with Christ (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We that have been saved are clothed with Christ coated by the example of the risen Lord, who humbled himself ...
Peter was Peter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A name, oh what a name his name to carry, into the world into the sanctuary, to the pulpit Is ...
Pitch the Tent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pitch the Tent on the lawn set up the chairs, the signs, the pulpit flagmen at the roadside, cars parked ...
Baptismal Waters (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Two pitchers, two bowls Two pair of hands of the pastor and the proconsul Metaphorical markers of a life well ...
Marthy’s younkit (Eugene Field Poems)
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it ...
The Psalter (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
Glass (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
O Man! what Inspiration was thy Guide, Who taught thee Light and Air thus to divide; To let in all ...
Hallelujah: A Sestina (Robert Francis Poem)
A wind's word, the Hebrew Hallelujah. I wonder they never gave it to a boy (Hal for short) boy with ...
A Legend of Service (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
Heritage (Countee Cullen Poem)
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Lenten Thoughts of a High Anglican (John Betjeman Poem)
Isn't she lovely, "the Mistress"? With her wide-apart grey-green eyes, The droop of her lips and, when she smiles, Her ...
Diary of a Church Mouse (John Betjeman Poem)
Here among long-discarded cassocks, Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks, Here where the vicar never looks I nibble through old ...
A Lovers’ Quarrel (Robert Browning Poems)
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
The Bishop Orders His Tomb At Saint Praxed’s Church (Robert Browning Poems)
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
East London (Matthew Arnold Poem)
'Twas August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through ...
The Rock Cries Out to Us Today (Maya Angelou Poem)
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
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 ...