Trapped by Flames (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
House ablaze, hissing, dying Crimson anguish My daughter upstairs, alone Helpless Firetruck - red, loud, racing, screech HELP ME! MY ...
House ablaze, hissing, dying Crimson anguish My daughter upstairs, alone Helpless Firetruck - red, loud, racing, screech HELP ME! MY ...
A simple basket of spring flowers. A token of my love. A tradition begun. And enduring. Iris, tulip, forsythia, quince, ...
Sharing memories Pain of loss Difficult tasks Words and feelings Poetry, not prose Of the life we lost When he ...
It is you who believes in me who wants the best for me who gives me the strength For you ...
Fantasies are harder to give up on We paint them with our desires, Hopes, dreams Of a life, world we ...
Mesmerized, watching The skill, artistry Effortlessness in the heat Of the sweating craftsmen In the beach air On the Vineyard ...
Recurring patterns Down a path Of life choices Knowing but Unchanging Holding on When I should let go Hanging in ...
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
Calloused hands hearty handshake Bright eyes and easy smile consumed his face Brothers we are Mi Amigo, and confidante, through ...
They meet after months and yet The time melts away And they are back in the swing Ready to banter ...
The gentle push the warm support The gentle nudge Of the One who knows what's best Charting a course with ...
His eyes tell the story Captured in the ephemeral emulsion Of the digital image Silently, knowingly Speaking Of the things ...
Like a thick cluster of ripe Concord grapes The blueberries hung on the bush Eager for my grasp, their liberation ...
To tag, or not to tag: that is the problem: Whether 'tis nobler in the whole to endure The slings ...
We seem to be living a life of planned serendipity, scripted moments, rather than pure chance the consequences of more ...
Words of heart and hope shared and pondered as brothers and sisters in praise and prayer tonight Our church owning ...
Grown child, where is your laughter? Do you laugh, smile, cheer in the song of the wind, the leap of ...
Like the Magi, We are each on the journey a quest for the king Ourselves the treasure, the metal, the ...
A stoic Yankee A Baptist bowl and a lot of water met for a moment one November day Some fifteen ...
Two pitchers, two bowls Two pair of hands of the pastor and the proconsul Metaphorical markers of a life well ...
Among the pens and pencils in my desk drawer a piece of eternity fractured and frozen brings me to that ...
To my beautiful wife, When I read 1 Cor. 13:1-7, I think of you. I alternate "you" for "love" and ...
I often pause to wonder of the two sides of the man from the Balkans who graced my life with ...
Technically it is an oxidation a patina of green over the pure metal beneath some would argue a mere fact ...
A fine line in the sand of import to find balance of equities costs yes, expenses no parsing subtleties of ...
Wisdom, discernment precious gifts, a heritage, a grounding a life worth living when these are the callings of the heart ...
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