A Lean-to in the Woods (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bed of pine, corrugated metal for a roof and snow fencing walls A place of refuges out in the ...
Poems about raymond (51 Poems)
A Lawyerly Question (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It always seems, wherever I turn we are the bad guys, the ones in the way the ones asking Him ...
A King (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A king, not of this world being baited, tested, by the emissary, the local ruler, representative of the Emperor Would ...
A Knock on the Door (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Was that a knock I heard on my door? Am I imagining it; was it there? Moving from kitchen to ...
A Hard Winter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Well, they talk of woolly-bear caterpillars which is it, wide brown or wide orange stripes or maybe it is when ...
A Call Affirmed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They heard His call through her Knowing she was asked, by the Creator to follow this path, at this time ...
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 ...
A Drive to Court (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three together, down the road a sprint to a court date, saving at the end, of the journey second-hand smoke, ...
A Harsh Mirror (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For those who grab the spotlight sit in righteous judgment Casting the first stone against their fellow. A harsh mirror, ...
A Fuzzy Orange Band (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A question, an important question Framed and pregnant in my mind had to wait a little longer for its asking ...
A Husband for Ruth (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She needed to be protected, provided for, to provide for Naomi, to be the best example of the converted; how ...
A February Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Walking to the playground, yesterday afternoon after the change of the time on the clocks, fall back into winter, the ...
We Walked for Peace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Me and the girls, the members of the congregation, walking to the Capitol, under the dome down the street, on ...
A Bowl of Walnuts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pining for peanuts praying for the nuts begging for them a gray squirrel by our porch pitch a peanut, watch ...
A Field of Ferns (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Above the bluff, the scar, the clear-cut of the power lines, a forest of pine opens to the north Surrounded ...
A Fallen Orb (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A Planet no more a dwarf, a minor player on the celestial stage the lord of the underworld relegated, lost ...
A Heart on the Trunk (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Up even with the second floor window of our bedroom, a piece of flat, smooth oak bark is shaped like ...
A cat on a wire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A short chain-link fence ran along the sidewalk in front of the old New Englander the short front yard just ...
A Line of Thread (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a single clear line of thread strung by a fisherman between flower and shrub a road for her a line ...
A Gush of Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Metaphors, images, concepts, pictures thoughts welled up spilled over washed over me from her words his words From the pulpit, ...
A Face in the Curtain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A face smiled at me from across the room caught in the shadows and folds of the floral patterned valance ...
A Dry White Russian (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Cremora and Kahlua a pair of brand names shared space in the brandy snifter that bleary New Year's Eve they ...
A Hunk-a Hunk-a at-ti’tude (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Elvis was in the house, you could see it so clear in her stance, her pout She's gotta hunka hunka ...
A Hot Breakfast (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They, whoever they are, say you should eat a good hot breakfast I don't think they had this in mind ...
A Keyhole to the Past (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A desk became a portal a keyhole to the past hiding a secret uncovering another a family fact unknown to ...
A Horse Needle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We didn't really know; but they called it a horse needle the day the state police came to tell us, ...
Beach Sand (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe it is the memories the change of pace that brings us there the sense of vacation maybe the smell ...
A Clutch of Pearls (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We snuck away outside after being in while they had a bit of lunch fresh rain hung in the air ...
A Birthing of Free Will (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was the one, the test case the alpha, the first who pushed the envelope bucked the system went her ...
A Bit of Down (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The edge of the water's surface Cupped a bit of Mallard down this morning. Shed and forgotten by its owner ...