exploding neural pathways (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
random connection to long forgotten facts scraps of thoughts deep within my consciousness triggered by a word, a conversation, music, ...
Raymond A. Foss Poems on Literature (888 Poems)
I Believe in the Holy Spirit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I believe, I have seen, I have witnesses the Holy Spirit, alive, living in me, in answer to prayer, in ...
His Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lord, I ask, I pray The words in the poems the words I put onto the page the lines of ...
A Smile at the Kitchen Table (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There was a smile waiting for me on my arrival, taking a break a smile waiting for me at the ...
Frost Friendly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh for a bill to steel the heart of the poet, or his neighbor at least A law to protect ...
Unique Within Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The devotional asked a different, a challenging question, asking how I am "unique in creation" A thought not easily answered ...
Knocking on the Door (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Answering the welcome of the father the ever present welcome and offer of justifying grace when we make the conscious ...
The Front Porch (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God sets out a welcome a bountiful front porch expansive and always present a front porch, maybe with a homemade ...
A Foundation of Love (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the beginning there was God's love upon this strong foundation, this rock, all else stands God's love, His ever ...
By the Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
By the fire, crackling sparks, living flame, licked the wood dancing before the starlight before the pine forest, beyond the ...
Living in His House (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In living in the Master's house, we grow, or hopefully so, perfecting ourselves, in our walk finding our place, our ...
Painting in the Rain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A little rain wasn't going to stop us we were there to scrape, to prime the house to help out, ...
And That is the Milky Way (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pure clear Maine sky opened above us, as the fire died, the cabin lights dimmed. We watched planes, satellites, ...
Escalera, Escalera (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"Ladder, Ladder!" a phrase to which I became accustomed Being beseeched in Spanish The Pastor and the Pilgrim in service ...
On Turtle Island (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A different walk now on Turtle Island, her people's name for this land of my ancestors too generations long past; ...
Cave Man Food (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Mmmm. good. Large, cold, turkey legs. finger food, caveman style. Laughing, the three of us as we held them high. ...
Walking Down to Camp (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Through the woods, dense around em walking to the camp A joy in the solitude, footsteps on the soft dirt ...
Really Living (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Drinking the living water of life, refreshed by the Savior. Like plants reborn in the desert after rain we are ...
Into the Icy Sea (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We all took tentative, cautious steps into the icy sea Unsure of the wisdom of our temporary sojourn walking out ...
Jellyfish Toss (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Please, oh please catch it (and not wear it) So were the thoughts rushing through my mind as I played ...
Hearing Our Story (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Told by her, in her language our story, of all people around the fire, in the circle The meaning within ...
Spider is a Swear (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On our mission trip, At the camp, each swear costs a quarter. On our job, "spider" is a swear. "Thousands" ...
Team Sport (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Christianity is a team sport, so the pastor said that morning from the pulpit. Sometimes it can feel lonely, different ...
A Christian Lament (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pastor asked me to think about, write about ponder the decision the change in course inexorably to the edge ...
Sons of Abraham (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Ishmael, oh Ishmael set down the rock Isaac, oh Isaac drop your sword. For as you do, so do your ...
The Cantor (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was our cantor, modeling the responsive lines to his homily on faith. Echoing, joining him, in remembering the mantra ...
Foot Washing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
No last supper, no holy meal, a foot washing, instead servanthood to the last washing their feet as a slave, ...
Un Pedacito Minúsculo Del P?????? (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If only I were a shock-worker, how well would I live or so my little bit of Russian would say ...
Unity (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Universal love No one should be judged Invited by the Creator Teach community Yearn for oneness with all March 4, ...
It’s snowing now (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
It's snowing now as I write this note. Little temporal curtains of snow like pages of paper which materialize and ...