A Call to Testify (not to follow) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh how he wanted to to become like the twelve followers of the Son to walk with Him; but that ...
Oh how he wanted to to become like the twelve followers of the Son to walk with Him; but that ...
We had another day of Christmas more family time, more presents, another big meal, another house full of squeals for ...
How could they lose him, he was only twelve, not know he was with them? Not know for a full ...
Over and over he must have washed his hands trying to remove the stain, the tattoo of innocent blood blood ...
Urging a blessing on a humble table using the litany we know so well, the words He used, the night ...
Twelve trips to the doctor, a number of cuts, scrapes, gashes marked that summer of accidents and mishaps of youthful ...
Saints and Strangers share the space under my skin in my blood, my history Pilgrims and adventurers who stayed in ...
A plate of small hot beignets coated in a snow squall of light powdered sugar a dense cup of oh ...
We are all called to step out of the boat walk on the tightrope without a net risk all by ...
The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'T was half-past twelve, and (what ...
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
"Bright with sunny periods some cloud, occasional showers" says the local TV forecast. It has been persistently precipitating for more ...
It were after the Battle of Crecy- The foe all lay dead on the ground- And King Edward went out ...
One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see 'ow much money 'e'd got Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot 'ole ...
On young Albert Ramsbottom's birthday His parents asked what he'd like most; He said to see t' Tower of London ...
TWELVE o'clock. Along the reaches of the street Held in a lunar synthesis, Whispering lunar incantations Dissolve the floors of ...
When Mother died I thought: now I'll have a death poem. That was unforgivable. Yet I've since forgiven myself as ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
Frequently the wood are pink -- Frequently are brown. Frequently the hills undress Behind my native town. Oft a head ...
Half past twelve. Time has gone by quickly since nine o'clock when I lit the lamp and sat down here. ...
Sent off to boarding school at twelve, with a pair of oxfords, a pair of patents, my sterling silver christening ...
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
The poplars are felled, farewell to the shade And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade: The winds play no ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
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