Real Forgiveness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Forgiveness, pardon were woven in words, we could understand, appreciate, bring home to our own hearts reach empathy, equate, learn ...
Poems about richer (35 Poems)
Hold the Rope (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Saul was held safe by the rope attached to the basket allowing him to live, to escape to be the ...
Pursued, not merely Followed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What an idea, a gift, a different way of seeing the familiar, the hopeful the treasured scripture He told us ...
Christmas Pageants (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Small voices, raised to the rafters singing their hearts out in the familiar story the tale of the babe and ...
Pencil #2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lead and wood Fused for a purpose Life changes In blackened ovals Shading, within the lines Fear, struggle. Am I ...
In Praise of Taciturn Yankees (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Quiet, stoic granite men Long in the land and happy for the stillness, The solitude of the ancient hayfield, the ...
A Different Anniversary (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A year ago we completed a journey of faith, of hope, of love A different anniversary than our first Our ...
A Spring Rain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The world is wet today luxurious, damp, drenched drops hug the leaves, anoint the still budded lilac blossoms before their ...
Full Moon (Tu Fu Poem)
Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across ...
Dæmonic Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
In Honour of the City of London (William Dunbar Poem)
LONDON, thou art of townes A per se. Soveraign of cities, seemliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches and royaltie; ...
To the City of London (William Dunbar Poem)
London, thou art of town{.e}s A per se. Soveraign of cities, semeliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches, and royaltie; ...
Songs of Joy (William Henry Davies Poem)
Sing out, my soul, thy songs of joy; Sing as a happy bird will sing Beneath a rainbow's lovely arch ...
Joy and Pleasure (William Henry Davies Poem)
Now, joy is born of parents poor, And pleasure of our richer kind; Though pleasure's free, she cannot sing As ...
The White Bees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
Leda (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Where the slow river meets the tide, a red swan lifts red wings and darker beak, and underneath the purple ...
There is another Loneliness (Emily Dickinson Poem)
There is another Loneliness That many die without -- Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But ...
Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy, And I am richer then than all my Fellow Men -- ...
The Song Of The Strange Ascetic (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
The Secret People (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
Praise for Faith (William Cowper Poem)
Of all the gifts Thine hand bestows, Thou Giver of all good! Not heaven itself a richer knows Than my ...
For the Poor (William Cowper Poem)
When Hagar found the bottle spent And wept o'er Ishmael, A message from the Lord was sent To guide her ...
1914 V: The Soldier (Rupert Brooke Poem)
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ...
V. The Soldier (Rupert Brooke Poem)
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ...
The Soldier (Rupert Brooke Poem)
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ...
The Country Of Marriage (Wendell Berry Poem)
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
72. Song-Young Peggy Blooms (Robert Burns Poem)
YOUNG Peggy blooms our boniest lass, Her blush is like the morning, The rosy dawn, the springing grass, With early ...