With the last batch, 451 poems have been posted to the site, and I have now written a total of 548 poems, all but two since April, 2000.
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Saturday, February 25, 2006
Mexico
You have been on my mind, constantly, urgently, tenderly.
We are miles apart, time zones away;
but you are with me still, in the smiles of their faces
in the moments we have shared
the videotape of our wedding that made me cry again
when I watched it in our living room.
Hearing once more our words of love,
of a covenant, a commitment before dad and God
How easy it is, to say "I love you" over the crackling wire
the echo of your voice on the speaker
It brings you home for those precious seconds
giving me a foretaste of your return
how close I will hold you.
How much I need you, with me
February 24, 2006 14:05
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,720+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
We are miles apart, time zones away;
but you are with me still, in the smiles of their faces
in the moments we have shared
the videotape of our wedding that made me cry again
when I watched it in our living room.
Hearing once more our words of love,
of a covenant, a commitment before dad and God
How easy it is, to say "I love you" over the crackling wire
the echo of your voice on the speaker
It brings you home for those precious seconds
giving me a foretaste of your return
how close I will hold you.
How much I need you, with me
February 24, 2006 14:05
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,720+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Jesus’ Eyes
Whatever he looked like,
and we aren’t told,
she said he must have had
beautiful eyes
Eyes to be drunk in,
along with his message
of equality, of love
Warm gentle eyes
looking tenderly into your soul
our young bachelor servant king
The one with so many women followers
in a time when women weren’t seen
or heard in the gate
Revealed to them alone
in shimmering light
Planting himself in their
good, fertile soil
sitting at his feet
longing to be with him
and his giving eyes
2/13/06 13:33
and we aren’t told,
she said he must have had
beautiful eyes
Eyes to be drunk in,
along with his message
of equality, of love
Warm gentle eyes
looking tenderly into your soul
our young bachelor servant king
The one with so many women followers
in a time when women weren’t seen
or heard in the gate
Revealed to them alone
in shimmering light
Planting himself in their
good, fertile soil
sitting at his feet
longing to be with him
and his giving eyes
2/13/06 13:33
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2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014. All rights reserved.
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Carolina Summer
A cord of ten brown pelicans
snaked through the hot air
cutting the shimmering heat
almost kissing the skin of the ocean
just off my stretch of sand
my piece of solitude
off the barrier island
that Carolina summer
almost twenty years ago
2/13/06 16:15
August 1988, Hilton Head Island
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snaked through the hot air
cutting the shimmering heat
almost kissing the skin of the ocean
just off my stretch of sand
my piece of solitude
off the barrier island
that Carolina summer
almost twenty years ago
2/13/06 16:15
August 1988, Hilton Head Island
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With Authority
The message is unknown; unimportant
He spoke with authority.
Now that was the thing
The real message in the Word
why the story is recorded
left for us to ponder
and to cherish
He, though untrained, unschooled,
spoke with power, with authority
not like the elite
who spoke the cold words,
of their law, the unflinching rules
He came to teach
a new message
the true meaning, the spirit
discerning the heart of God
hidden in the words on the page
Speaking with power,
with authority, with wisdom
for those who will listen
to his words of parable,
of fulfillment, of love.
2/13/06 13:42
Mark 1:21-22
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He spoke with authority.
Now that was the thing
The real message in the Word
why the story is recorded
left for us to ponder
and to cherish
He, though untrained, unschooled,
spoke with power, with authority
not like the elite
who spoke the cold words,
of their law, the unflinching rules
He came to teach
a new message
the true meaning, the spirit
discerning the heart of God
hidden in the words on the page
Speaking with power,
with authority, with wisdom
for those who will listen
to his words of parable,
of fulfillment, of love.
2/13/06 13:42
Mark 1:21-22
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Dipped Candles
Fed by the slack eddies
by the frozen shore
grew a chain
row on row, layer by layer
of hand dipped candles
of ice and frost
Suspended in and above the surface
of the brook and bank
flowing toward the bridge
A branch hovering over the water
the structure, the ceiling
on which the stalactites form
held in place
while the cold reigns.
2/13/06 13:19
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by the frozen shore
grew a chain
row on row, layer by layer
of hand dipped candles
of ice and frost
Suspended in and above the surface
of the brook and bank
flowing toward the bridge
A branch hovering over the water
the structure, the ceiling
on which the stalactites form
held in place
while the cold reigns.
2/13/06 13:19
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His Image
Like the hidden message
lost in the scrolls
We aren’t told
what he looked like
Esau had his hairy arms
Samson had his strength
John ate locusts and worn skins
But He isn’t described
We are able to picture Him
as we choose
as we need to
to hear his message
cope with the incomprehensible
relate to the humanity
of the Holy.
2/13/06 16:21
Mark 1:21-22
lost in the scrolls
We aren’t told
what he looked like
Esau had his hairy arms
Samson had his strength
John ate locusts and worn skins
But He isn’t described
We are able to picture Him
as we choose
as we need to
to hear his message
cope with the incomprehensible
relate to the humanity
of the Holy.
2/13/06 16:21
Mark 1:21-22
The Rock
(and stumbling block)
For a fleeting moment
he was the only other one
able, by faith,
to exceed his imagination
his own failings,
his own perceived limitations
the very thing that makes him
a perfect candidate
So human
For his ultimate call
Able to step out and walk
with immediate confidence
at his master’s call
to defy physics and logic
to walk on liquid water,
while he believed.
2/13/06 16:29
Matthew 14:28-29.
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,720+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
For a fleeting moment
he was the only other one
able, by faith,
to exceed his imagination
his own failings,
his own perceived limitations
the very thing that makes him
a perfect candidate
So human
For his ultimate call
Able to step out and walk
with immediate confidence
at his master’s call
to defy physics and logic
to walk on liquid water,
while he believed.
2/13/06 16:29
Matthew 14:28-29.
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,720+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Paradise Sunset
From a pure royal blue, to a spectrum of rust
pale canary yellow,
bleeds to burgundy and finally cobalt
sudden sunset between
the twin pitons
The warm leeward breath
rising up from the ocean’s surface
wafting up the slope
of the volcanic ridge
Rich lush greens
sweet fragrance on the tropical breeze
Air wet at dusk
falling through the dewpoint
Dark wrapping us like a blanket
looking out on the now placid sea.
Weak light of civilization
hidden behind, beyond the road below.
pale canary yellow,
bleeds to burgundy and finally cobalt
sudden sunset between
the twin pitons
The warm leeward breath
rising up from the ocean’s surface
wafting up the slope
of the volcanic ridge
Rich lush greens
sweet fragrance on the tropical breeze
Air wet at dusk
falling through the dewpoint
Dark wrapping us like a blanket
looking out on the now placid sea.
Weak light of civilization
hidden behind, beyond the road below.
Edited
August 9, 2012
“Paradise
Sunset – v2”
2/14/06
22:10
“Paradise
Sunset”
Honeymoon - April 2005
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of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004,
2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015. All rights
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Ten Maidens
Five of ten enter by the narrow gate
the rest are caught asleep, unprepared
lamps empty, without their oil
in the dark, when He comes
a thief in the night
Eternal vigilance, a price to pay
for keys to the kingdom
the golden ticket
Waiting in faith
the call of the trumpet
the bridegroom in glory
ready for the happily ever after
the rest are caught asleep, unprepared
lamps empty, without their oil
in the dark, when He comes
a thief in the night
Eternal vigilance, a price to pay
for keys to the kingdom
the golden ticket
Waiting in faith
the call of the trumpet
the bridegroom in glory
ready for the happily ever after
edited January 11, 2015
Ten Maidens - v2
2/14/06 21:27
Ten Maidens
Matthew 25:1-13
&
edited January 11, 2015
the epiphany of the maidens – v2
January 6,
2015
the epiphany
of the maidens
Matthew
25:1-13
only five were
saved
January 6,
2015
the epiphany
of the one leper
Luke 17:11-19
only one of
the ten lepers
stopped to
praise God for their healing
Worship Theme:
Epiphany Sunday
Matthew 2:1-12
NIV
Luke 2:22-40
NIV
Epiphany
Sunday
Children’s
Message
Mystery box
-
Winnie
the Pooh security blanket
-
borrowed
from Nolan Howes
by Pastor Ruth
Foss
communion
sermon “I
Could Have Had A V-8. . . “
by Pastor Ruth Foss
sermon blog
meditation
blog
“God’s
Whisper” blog
Stetson
Memorial United Methodist Church
Epiphany
Sunday
January 4,
2015
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of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004,
2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015. All rights
reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage.
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