Deer Dancer (Joy Harjo Poem)
Nearly everyone had left that bar in the middle of winter except the hardcore.It was the coldest night of the ...
Poems about recognized (31 Poems)
THE MOMENT I KNEW MY LIFE HAD CHANGED (Maria Mazziotti Gillan Poem)
It was not until later that I knew, recognized the moment for what it was, my life before it, a ...
The Poet VIII (Khalil Gibran Poem)
He is a link between this and the coming world. He is A pure spring from which all thirsty souls ...
Grace through Us (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grace is an experience imparted through us, recognized all around, in the sunset, in a loving touch, in the rain, ...
She Served (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It was funny, that moment of revelation of understanding the not so subtle change. I told our pastor that the ...
A Stranger Unknown to Them (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was for them, a stranger, unknown to them this man, joining them on the road home Lost in pain, ...
Entering into Their House (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
As they did, calling him, asking him in we call Christ, into our homes, into our hearts to dwell in ...
Walk with Jesus (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We too must be aware hear the message there is for us to walk with Jesus, as God intended to ...
Dust on Our Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If we are ready, prepared to enter into the house our father's house, into the rooms with our names we ...
Breaking Their Bread (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It was his act of sharing, this honored guest a stranger revealed as the savior the risen messiah, breaking their ...
Run to Jerusalem (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Run to Jerusalem to the eleven, the apostles tell his disciples the good news the Lord is risen, he walked ...
Their Eyes Were Opened (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His blessing, his act of sacrifice revealed his identity to the shocked disciples they who had walked the road to ...
Living in His House All Our Days (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Welcoming the savior into our house, into our hearts, after the long journey the walk to Emmaus, the story of ...
Squatters Rights (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
By grace, we enter in, into our Father's house We have squatter's rights immediately given, by grace living in our ...
Being There With Them (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the walk, we are there, with them on the road with our savior feeling his story, his message real ...
Not Merely Studying (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living history, living ministry the story of the walk to Emmaus the disciples on the road, real for me, in ...
Open the Door (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Open the door, step through the threshold enter the house of the father accepting his gift of grace his reconciliation, ...
Walk to Emmaus (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the walk, the journey the road to Emmaus they learned from the master the story of his life, his ...
Saying Grace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We call our prayers, our giving of thanks the saying of grace A wonderful, wondrous thought speaking aloud the means ...
Prostrated (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The foreigner, the outsider again the means a lesson for the people, the disciples with Him those who could not ...
Unwanted (Edward Field Poem)
The poster with my picture on it Is hanging on the bulletin board in the Post Office. I stand by ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
On The Sea-Shore, Smell Of Iodine (Regina Derieva Poem)
On the sea-shore, smell of iodine, and square as in Sicily, and dancing. An intellectual that came from the common ...
Sky Harbor (Norman Dubie Poem)
The flock of pigeons rises over the roof, and just beyond them, the shimmering asphalt fields gather their dull colored ...
She slept beneath a tree (Emily Dickinson Poem)
She slept beneath a tree -- Remembered but by me. I touched her Cradle mute -- She recognized the foot ...
Poseidonians (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
The Poseidonians forgot the Greek language after so many centuries of mingling with Tyrrhenians, Latins, and other foreigners. The only ...
The Death of Grandfather (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
We waited commonly for sleep or even death. The instances were wearisome as ages. But suddenly the wind's refreshing breath ...
Respectability (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Dear, had the world in its caprice Deigned to proclaim ``I know you both, ``Have recognized your plighted troth, ...
The Englishman In Italy (Robert Browning Poem)
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
A Man (Charles Bukowski Poem)
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...