A Leaf on the Ground (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A spasm, a burst, a splash clear, discrete, jarring color contrast of red on green before the slide fully into ...
Poems about slide (47 Poems)
The Speed of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The slow calving of a glacier, the sudden eruption of a once dormant volcano The birth of a rainbow at ...
Dance of the Bubbles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A watched pot, beginning to boil growing bubbles in the dimples the Teflon surface called to the ball, to dance, ...
Messages in the Wind (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A quiet cold woods, crunch of ice and snow under the snowshoes, hear the ski pole pierce the skin of ...
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 ...
Cicada Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Pool or Chess (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He prowled the room Around the table Intent Focused Body bent, contorted To make this shot and the next, already ...
Dreams (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Slide, fall into the realm the inky stillness after restless days Wake, fitfully Scraps of memory or Technicolor show Prescience ...
Free Time (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Campsite set Late afternoon Late June Grab a friend Get the canoe Head up the brook The tributary Portage through ...
Appetites (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Appetites Gross and small Smell, taste, Slide and catch Union Pungent passion Urges Awareness (Raymond A. Foss)
Hurricane (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A hole in the wall shop, Counter and seller Plastic cups and pitchers A bit of rum, a bunch of ...
Cicada Feet – Revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Red Sox Win (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Red Sox win Yankees lose A story so big It led the news Bumped politics Down the page It may ...
To the Park (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Here they are, the giggle sisters Mischief and Mayhem (along with their older sister Chaos) on the way to play ...
Care-charming Sleep (John Fletcher Poem)
Care-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, Brother to Death, sweetly thyself dispose On this afflicted prince; fall like a ...
The Sad Day (Thomas Flatman Poem)
O THE sad day! When friends shall shake their heads, and say Of miserable me-- 'Hark, how he groans! Look, ...
Cupid And Folly (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and ...
The Farewell (Edward Field Poem)
They say the ice will hold so there I go, forced to believe them by my act of trusting people, ...
Musketaquid (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
Sweeney among the Nightingales (T. S. Eliot Poem)
APENECK SWEENEY spreads his knees Letting his arms hang down to laugh, The zebra stripes along his jaw Swelling to ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
The Shark’s Parlor (James Dickey Poems)
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Talk to me of love (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
Key economy (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Words today are how'd you say, in sad retreat, or obsolete? They slide around conducting sound, deferent to moving ground ...
Song. Good Counsel to a Young Maid (Thomas Carew Poem)
GAZE not on thy beauty's pride, Tender maid, in the false tide That from lovers' eyes doth slide. Let thy ...
The Summer I Was Sixteen (Geraldine Connolly Poem)
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
Peace after a Storm (William Cowper Poem)
When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find The ...
The Future (Leonard Cohen Poem)
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...