Someone to Gather Stones For (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I can remember her voice talking on the phone watching me, starting to place a ring of stones around the ...
I can remember her voice talking on the phone watching me, starting to place a ring of stones around the ...
In the way of her mind all of eight and a half warning me of the danger lurking in front ...
Made in the image of the creator inherent dignity for each person loved into creation each made by the hand ...
Sitting in the den, comfortable, my wife, my children, my mother-in-law all African-American, watching his speech sharing his words, his ...
Standing, walking, coming through the line greeting you, for a moment, sharing but a snapshot, a burst, of what I ...
A quick phone call, a recognition of his voice instantly I saw his face, the look of his countenance his ...
For my love, for my beautiful wife I love you more, so much more, in missing you, wanting you with ...
A flip of the phone, just out the doors, five feet outside, check for messages, invitations, calls while he was ...
If you would say yes to my plea, my prayer, on bended knee I would marry you again, joyfully for ...
A small solitary island without television, phone without running water But it had the call of the loon the splash ...
I couldn't see whether they were for a boy or a girl never had that chance all I saw was ...
Lingering on the phone Dripping with our chat Banter, interest, in our days Connection Cell phone minutes. (Raymond A. Foss)
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Capturing minutiae slices of time carved from the flow of my life segmenting the ebb and rush of phone and ...
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