Alive (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I am alive in the spirit living because of the sacrifice, the gift of my Savior, the free and loving ...
Poems about remembrance (50 Poems)
A Broken Loaf (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the altar of His table as the pastor held up His cup Two halves of the broken loaf the ...
Cup (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Waiting for the cup, the blood of Christ symbolized in the grape juice kneeling at the rail waiting my turn ...
Consecrated (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The bread and the juice for the faithful, for his supper, the elements of the sacrament common bread, common grape ...
Feeling the Ancient Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Urging a blessing on a humble table using the litany we know so well, the words He used, the night ...
Returning the Elements (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
After the communion returning the elements to the ground gently sharing the bread, the wheat the blood, the vine to ...
Shepherd’s Hook (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
A shepherd's hook stood in the corner of the empty office a reminder of the role the reason for this ...
A Cup of Crimson (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Take this cup from my mouth step back from the journey, the road the revelation of his fate Like Socrates ...
Lincoln (John Gould Fletcher Poem)
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
He Loves Me (Mark van Doren Poem)
That God should love me is more wonderful Than that I so imperfectly love him. My reason is mortality, and ...
Sonnet LVII: You Best Discern’d (Michael Drayton Poems)
You best discern'd of my mind's inward eyes, And yet your graces outwardly divine, Whose dear remembrance in my bosom ...
Holy Sonnet III: O Might Those Sighs And Tears Return Again (John Donne Poem)
O might those sighs and tears return again Into my breast and eyes, which I have spent, That I might ...
You cannot make Remembrance grow (Emily Dickinson Poem)
You cannot make Remembrance grow When it has lost its Root -- The tightening the Soil around And setting it ...
Remembrance has a Rear and Front — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Remembrance has a Rear and Front -- 'Tis something like a House -- It has a Garret also For Refuse ...
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Drunkard cannot meet a Cork Without a Revery -- And so encountering a Fly This January Day Jamaicas of ...
I held a Jewel in my fingers (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I held a Jewel in my fingers -- And went to sleep -- The day was warm, and winds were ...
Eclogues (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
Heccar and Gaira (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Longing to be with Christ (William Cowper Poem)
To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; O bear me, ye cherubim, ...
The Lime-tree Bower my Prison [Addressed to Charles Lamb, o (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
The Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
This Lime-Tree Bower, My Prison (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
JIMMY (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
( A Poem in Remembrance) Bhaskar Roy Barman Jimmy, a black, snub-nosed bitch, a jaw shoved out, your eyes throwing ...
Psalm CXXXVII The Babylonian Captivity (Joel Barlow Poem)
ALONG the banks where Babel's current flows Our captive bands in deep despondence stray'd, While Zion's fall in sad remembrance ...
VII. At a Village in Scotland…. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O NORTH! as thy romantic vales I leave, And bid farewell to each retiring hill, Where thoughtful fancy seems to ...
Call Me Away (Anne Bronte Poem)
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...