Funeral Music (Geoffrey Hill Poems)
William de la Pole, Duke of Suffolk: beheaded 1450John Tiptoft, Earl of Worcester: beheaded 1470Anthony Woodville, Earl Rivers: beheaded 14831Processionals ...
Poems about wakefield (21 Poems)
Irish Poets: Oliver Goldsmith (James McIntyre Poems)
Goldsmith wrote Deserted Village, Now again reduced to tillage; Once happiest village of the plain, Place now you look for it in vain; There ...
Books (Alexander Anderson Poems)
The beings of the mind are not of clay; Essentially immortal, they createAnd multiply in us a brigher ray, And ...
When My Ship Comes In (Frank Sidgwick Poems)
When my ship comes in, as it's bound to come, I'll follow no poet to Innisfree, For I don't much ...
Wakefield. (Fidelia S T Hill Poems)
I'll not forget thee Wakefield! times may change,And I upon this earth a wanderer be,But far or near, or wheresoe'er ...
Unplanned Changes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Changes in our paths, our walk with God unplanned, beyond our comprehension in time we may know, why they came ...
Those Staying (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the moments of pastoral change there are those leaving and those staying Both are changed in the times shared ...
Welcoming (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Out into the world welcoming all, sharing love the cup of friendship water for the thirsty a kind word, a ...
Changes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We work, we plan scripting the days of our lives changes, unplanned, beyond our control These are gifts of God; ...
Other Fields (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Other fields, other ground to till, to tend, to watch, to shepherd other flocks offering welcome, hope, a vision of ...
In a tongue they did not know (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
speaking, proclaiming, announcing the miracle of the Pentecost they could all speak, in a tongue they did not know able ...
Filled with the Spirit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Filled with the Spirit, the flames of Pentecost, they preached in the native tongue of another Peter stood and spoke, ...
So Easy to Forget (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We so often forget where we have been So easily see that speck, so blind to the log, to plank ...
We are each Precious (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh if Adam, if Eve had truly understood the way God saw us from the beginning of time, precious creations, ...
Accepting Limits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God said we could do so much could walk in the garden, eat of the fruits of all creation save ...
A New Adam (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It these tests, these trials, these temptations in the wilderness after fasting those forty days Jesus began, started, the reconciliation ...
The Verb of Lent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More than a noun, a period of time, forty days each year, between Ash Wednesday, and the joy of Easter ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
GROTTY AND THE QUARRYMAN (Barry Tebb Poems)
(To Paul Sykes, author of 'Sweet Agony') He demolished five doors at a sitting And topped it off with an ...
The Little Turtle (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
A Recitation for Martha Wakefield, Three Years Old There was a little turtle. He lived in a box. He swam ...
Sunshine (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
FOR A VERY LITTLE GIRL, NOT A YEAR OLD. CATHARINE FRAZEE WAKEFIELD. The sun gives not directly The coal, the ...