Holy Guacamole (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe the best way to describe the inauguration the scene of that sea of people, our nation's Mall covered with ...
Maybe the best way to describe the inauguration the scene of that sea of people, our nation's Mall covered with ...
Scattering joy like seeds, this is how I feel, sharing the words these gifts I am given by the Lord ...
The kernel, the spirit waiting dormant within, the seed planted by the gardener kindled in the grace the moment of ...
At the start of the holiday season after fall, before winter leading into Advent comforting words, melodies the warm, memory-laden ...
You were burning within me pouring over me, wave after wave of joy, of repentance, of grace heaped on me, ...
I could see it, sense it a change from a few days ago a difference in her, welling up shining ...
Now I understand, at least a bit more, the measure, the manifestation, the proof of faith, welling up within us ...
Sudden epiphany, realization warming of her spirit in the recognition understanding the meaning in the feeling she felt, knowing, she ...
Tears of frustration welling up, from deep down down within the soul, a tremor a quake in the psyche; innate ...
Dinner after dinner, as the weather changed we enjoyed, were warmed, comforted by staples, meals we love, count on hearty ...
Oh, no, I can see it now, my eyes welling up, in pure happiness overwhelmed by my feelings overcome by ...
A moment of panic assuaged by the promise the musing, the utterance Oh, she'll come back, with "Blueberry Stories" And ...
I wanted to call this "walking with the prophet" Because I feel he was more like the exhorter Elijah Guiding ...
Listening for that still quiet voice that inner calm, a certainty A welling up of a thought, an idea the ...
Now in the oak the sap of life is welling, Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings; Now on ...
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
The power of the Lake lingers still so many years beyond its fascination ending; it was there in the beginning, ...
You lift the lid in awe, a seat and lid upon an inside stall where you can go, quite unlike ...
Away, haunt thou me not, Thou vain Philosophy! Little hast thou bestead, Save to perplex the head, And leave the ...
Are there two things, of all which men possess, That are so like each other and so near, As mutual ...
It is what recurs that we believe, your face not at one moment looking sideways up at me anguished or ...
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
That wind I used to hear it swelling With joy divinely deep You might have seen my hot tears welling ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
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