Guardian Angel (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A warm feeling filled me on reading the words she wrote for me, written in her prison cell, sent to ...
Poems about touching (51 Poems)
She Offered it All (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A glitch in the system a check at the store denied She offered me all, all she had all she ...
Hearing Their Talking (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It was so easy to appreciate; but so hard to explain No, no, scratch that, the other way around Deaf ...
The Twelve (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In story after story, they didn't exactly shine with great understanding, of the mystery unfolding around them, in their midst, ...
A Prayer at Your Bedside (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I raced from court We stood beside you, beside the hospital bed, awaiting the surgeon Husband and pastor, touching you, ...
Muddled (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There is a disquiet in my soul Unable to focus To think about one thing At a time Unable to ...
Exploring (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I never want to stop Never stop Exploring you Your body, your skin Under my skin Touching you Captivated, bound ...
Mnemonic (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Imagery to convey Memory, feeling Mood, moment Smell, color, taste Kinship Wrapped in the words I choose To be evocative, ...
In the Daylight (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Touching you Seeing you, all of you In my arms Under me Beside me Exposed, vulnerable Taking a risk Sharing ...
Musings (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Touching your cool Bronze skin Coursing my fingers Like a reader of Braille, Silently in the dark In our sanctuary ...
Healing Hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hands joined in humble, reverent prayer around the tables of our meeting praying for comfort and release for our friend ...
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 ...
The Visitor (Carolyn Forche Poem)
In Spanish he whispers there is no time left. It is the sound of scythes arcing in wheat, the ache ...
Embrace Noir (Nick Flynn Poem)
I go back to the scene where the two men embrace & grapple a handgun at stomach level between them. ...
Curse of the Cat Woman (Edward Field Poem)
It sometimes happens that the woman you meet and fall in love with is of that strange Transylvanian people with ...
Kinky (Denise Duhamel Poem)
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
Sonnet XXXV: Some, Misbelieving (Michael Drayton Poem)
To Miracle Some, misbelieving and profane in love, When I do speak of miracles by thee, May say, that thou ...
Sonnet XXIX: When Conquering Love (Michael Drayton Poem)
To the Senses When conquering Love did first my Heart assail, Unto mine aid I summon'd every Sense, Doubting, if ...
Broadway (Mark Doty Poem)
Under Grand Central's tattered vault --maybe half a dozen electric stars still lit-- one saxophone blew, and a sheer black ...
Song (Sylvia The Fair, In The Bloom Of Fifteen) (John Dryden Poem)
Sylvia the fair, in the bloom of fifteen, Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green: She had ...
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset (Emily Dickinson Poem)
How the old Mountains drip with Sunset How the Hemlocks burn -- How the Dun Brake is draped in Cinder ...
A little East of Jordan, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard -- Till morning ...
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Blazing in Gold and quenching in Purple Leaping like Leopards to the Sky Then at the feet of the old ...
Futurelessness (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
The Unpardonable Sin (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
I do not cry, beloved, neither curse. Silence and strength, these two at least are good. He gave me sun ...
Troilus And Criseyde: Book 01 (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Limbo (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
A Valentine (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him when he came, but didn't ...
sisters (Lucille Clifton Poem)
me and you be sisters. we be the same. me and you coming from the same place. me and you ...