The Hills (Julian Grenfell Poems)
Mussoorie and Chakrata HillThe Jumna flows between;And from Chakrata's hills afarMussoorie's vale is seen.The mountains sing togetherIn cloud or sunny ...
Poems about receptive (21 Poems)
Oh, I Love The Free Air Of The Grand Mountain Height (Hannah S Battersby Poems)
Oh! I love the free air of the grand mountain height, In its freshness new vigour I find,It makes life's warm ...
Reading Pornography in Old Age (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Unbridled licentiousness with no holds barred,Immediate and mutual lust, satisfiableIn the heat, upon demand, aroused againAnd satisfied again, lechery unlimited.Till ...
Rain Sequence (Norman MacLeod Poems)
1.Traces of the rains that pass Are skimming higher mesa-parts,But hardly giving cactus bloom Where the desert starts.Sands, receptive, ask too much And ...
A Spring Morning By Loch Lomond (Charles Granville Poems)
To paint this scene Elysian needs Words that in human speech are not : Suffice it that I here record ...
the glory is fallen out of (E. E. Cummings Poems)
the glory is fallen out ofthe sky the last immortalleafis dead and the goldyeara formal spasmin thedustthis is the passing ...
Martin (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
When I am tired of earnest men, Intense and keen and sharp and clever, Pursuing fame with brush or pen ...
Sphincter (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I hope my good old asshole holds out 60 years it's been mostly OK Tho in Bolivia a fissure operation ...
Distracted from Our Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Back into the darkness the destruction of the world if we focus on these things we die in our sin ...
In Prayer, Discernment (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the quiet of my soul bowing my head, silent no words audible praying to you in the quiet in ...
Your Spirit Truly With Us (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Open to your presence your walking beside us calling you to come forward for us to feel you beside us ...
If I Were the Wind (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If I were the wind blowing with gentle breezes for the receptive stormy blasts, to get his message out God's ...
Little Children (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Is it their modern sense of innocence little children, or their rank disposable, at the bottom in either case, whatever ...
In the Still of Our Hearts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the silent beating God speaks in the still of our hearts A voice calling our lives set apart in ...
The Silence Broken (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The still of the night the silence broken by the calling of the Lord a willing heart, open to the ...
Willing Clay (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
to be willing clay, giving over to the master letting go of control our will submitting to His our bodies, ...
Receptive Clay (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of the scripture the potter and the clay The balance, the struggle - free will and God's eternal ...
A New Shepherd (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We heard a new shepherd in the quiet of the congregation listening, hanging on each new word our attention held ...
Carol of Words. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 EARTH, round, rolling, compact-suns, moons, animals-all these are words to be said; Watery, vegetable, sauroid advances-beings, premonitions, lispings of ...
Me Imperturbe. (Walt Whitman Poems)
ME imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature, Master of all, or mistress of all-aplomb in the midst of irrational things, ...
We Two-How Long We were Fool’d. (Walt Whitman Poems)
WE two-how long we were fool'd! Now transmuted, we swiftly escape, as Nature escapes; We are Nature-long have we been ...