Here May the Anxious be Encouraged (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When we fear, when we question, when we are nervous our lives out of control, unregulated, at the whim of ...
Poems about unaware (27 Poems)
Hidden in the Tide Pools (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Whole complete worlds unaware of my own oblivious to my presence, unless I block the light living, between the tides, ...
Relying on Grace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Even when we are unaware, even when we ignore, deny the command, the will of God; grace is there, with ...
Walking Home (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The story doesn't expressly say, but they appeared to be walking home despondent perhaps, sad certainly, confused or so said ...
A Fog of Grace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like a deep rich fog so is the grace of God ever present in our lives touching us, caressing us ...
Saved by a Dream (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
As with his coming, by a dream foretold so was his saving from the fear of the king by a ...
Naked in a Glass House (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His false piety, summed up in his certainty of his own standing, earning a ticket to joy judging others in ...
Wires Crossed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wires crossed circuits down no connection anywhere around In the dark unaware needing help catch the air Wires crossed circuits ...
Your Final Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A day not unlike today pulling me back in time to that fateful day before the call from the state ...
Mile Marker 19 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I drove by the spot again Today, this afternoon. Where you lost control. Where fate found you Tired, and unprepared ...
Terror (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Terror found us today Asleep, unaware Complacent We were Invincible Immune The Atlantic The Pacific Firewalls, protectors No longer Ostrich ...
A Beat in Concord (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I was sitting there in the traffic, waiting for the light the heat and humidity building in the van, one ...
The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam Of Naishapur (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
Frankenstein (Edward Field Poem)
The monster has escaped from the dungeon where he was kept by the Baron, who made him with knobs sticking ...
If You Only Knew (Robert Desnos Poem)
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
It is an abhorrent thing (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It is an abhorrent thing, this incarceration of your vulnerability, profoundly cruel in the way you were beaten to your ...
Envoys From Alexandria (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
They had not seen, for ages, such beautiful gifts in Delphi as these that had been sent by the two ...
The Neophyte (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
The Neophyte (Aleister Crowley Poem)
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Home Thoughts, From Abroad (Robert Browning Poem)
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
IV (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems ! where The dancers will break footing, ...
Sonnet 04 – Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems! where The dancers will break footing, from ...
Bianca Among The Nightingales (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...