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 ...
Poems about push (51 Poems)
A Rainbow of Hope (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An urgent call a race down the dark stairs a flicker of color as I ran outside an arc, His ...
Comet Kohotek (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A forgotten bit of space dust heralded before its fizzle but a wealth, a treasure for this son, sharing a ...
Nightfall (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The sun drops behind the shore, The sky aglow. Nightfall on the water. I pull and push The canoe away ...
Swains (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Life is simple. In my canoe. Strokes in the water propel me forward. I chart my course around the cove. ...
You think. (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I judge, critique Prod, push For me You don't know Appreciate Believe In you Enough Take the challenge Live the ...
Ode to Cage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Must I approach Silence loudly Not to infringe? Did I steal his thunder In church, yesterday Inner voice, unspoken Thought, ...
Free Time (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Campsite set Late afternoon Late June Grab a friend Get the canoe Head up the brook The tributary Portage through ...
Sister Muses (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh the pen flowed jumped to the words found the voice Talked the talk said his piece next to them ...
God’s Hand (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
The gentle push the warm support The gentle nudge Of the One who knows what's best Charting a course with ...
Oh, She is Old (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A Decade, double digits and all of that Today is her birthday so give a cheer for the divine Miss ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
I. The Witch of Coös (Robert Frost Poem)
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
Lodged (Robert Frost Poem)
The rain to the wind said, 'You push and I'll pelt.' They so smote the garden bed That the flowers ...
Snow White’s Acne (Denise Duhamel Poems)
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
At the Gym (Mark Doty Poem)
This salt-stain spot marks the place where men lay down their heads, back to the bench, and hoist nothing that ...
Hudson’s Last Voyage (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Doors of Daring (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The mountains that enfold the vale With walls of granite, steep and high, Invite the fearless foot to scale Their ...
This Me — that walks and works — must die, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This Me -- that walks and works -- must die, Some fair or stormy Day, Adversity if it may be ...
The Way I read a Letter’s — this — (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Way I read a Letter's -- this -- 'Tis first -- I lock the Door -- And push it ...
The Spirit lasts — but in what mode — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Spirit lasts -- but in what mode -- Below, the Body speaks, But as the Spirit furnishes -- Apart, ...
The power to be true to You, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The power to be true to You, Until upon my face The Judgment push his Picture -- Presumptuous of Your ...
The Heart has narrow Banks (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty -- unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony Till Hurricane ...
The Clouds their Backs together laid (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Clouds their Backs together laid The North begun to push The Forests galloped till they fell The Lightning played ...
I tie my Hat — I crease my Shawl (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl -- Life's little duties do -- precisely -- As the very ...
I can wade Grief (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of ...
Expanse cannot be lost — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Expanse cannot be lost -- Not Joy, but a Decree Is Deity -- His Scene, Infinity -- Whose rumor's Gate ...
Crisis is a Hair (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep To suspend ...
Banish Air from Air — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Banish Air from Air -- Divide Light if you dare -- They'll meet While Cubes in a Drop Or Pellets ...