Hands joined in humble, reverent prayer
around the tables of our meeting
praying for comfort and release
for our friend and sister
A pastor's healing hands
joined our own
and raised his voice
offering up our faith
in you Lord
and your endless love
for each of us
By your bedside too
He was there
Touching you, holding you
with his healing hands.
Knowing you were ready
for your journey home.
6/21/05 7:08am
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Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Cut
Where is your hair?
It's not There!
Double takes
and head fakes
Dude with
a new attitude
6/11/06 16:00
Elliott Marshall Nott - cut his hair
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It's not There!
Double takes
and head fakes
Dude with
a new attitude
6/11/06 16:00
Elliott Marshall Nott - cut his hair
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Tuesday, June 07, 2005
The Beach
Ocean so blue
Waves crashing
Sky so fresh
Water so yucky
Water on me
Erica Berberena, age 8 (almost 9), copyright 2005, printed 6/6/05 but written earlier
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Sunday, June 05, 2005
Explained Parables - V2
Wheat and the Weeds
explained metaphors
of good and evil
now and then
at the end
Too important, too precious
for ambiguity, uncertainty
written out tools for teaching
His interpretation added
to tell the tale
in words
Timid followers
could follow.
6/4/05 17:40
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explained metaphors
of good and evil
now and then
at the end
Too important, too precious
for ambiguity, uncertainty
written out tools for teaching
His interpretation added
to tell the tale
in words
Timid followers
could follow.
6/4/05 17:40
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Pool Soup - V2
Grass and needles and weeds
stirred by arms and sticks
in the pink pool in the yard
The giggle twins
working together again.
Pitch of this
and a pound of that
balance just right,
clear by the sound
of the singing.
Shake the dirt from
the roots, discard the rest
dead bodies on the walk
Dirt Soup now.
Mmm, just right
6/4/05 17:30
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stirred by arms and sticks
in the pink pool in the yard
The giggle twins
working together again.
Pitch of this
and a pound of that
balance just right,
clear by the sound
of the singing.
Shake the dirt from
the roots, discard the rest
dead bodies on the walk
Dirt Soup now.
Mmm, just right
6/4/05 17:30
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Pool Soup
Grass and needles and weeds
stirred by arms and sticks
in the pool in the yar.
The giggle twins
working together again.
1st draft 6/4/05 17:15
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stirred by arms and sticks
in the pool in the yar.
The giggle twins
working together again.
1st draft 6/4/05 17:15
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Explained Parables
Wheat and the weeds
explained metaphors
of good and evil
now and the end
Too important, precious
for ambiguity, uncertainty
written toods for teaching
Matthew 13:24-30, 36-43
1st draft 6/4/05 17:00
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explained metaphors
of good and evil
now and the end
Too important, precious
for ambiguity, uncertainty
written toods for teaching
Matthew 13:24-30, 36-43
1st draft 6/4/05 17:00
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Friday, June 03, 2005
Lady Bird's Legacy
Democratic medians
between the black gray
Ribbons of Republican highways
Ike got it done but She
made it work
Bright wild color
in the wild space left
Between the ordered broad lanes
Evens west and Odds north
6/3/05
See: http://www.wildflower.org/
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between the black gray
Ribbons of Republican highways
Ike got it done but She
made it work
Bright wild color
in the wild space left
Between the ordered broad lanes
Evens west and Odds north
6/3/05
See: http://www.wildflower.org/
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Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Jacob's Ladder
A ladder, a bridge, a portal
connecting us, as the song says,
with the company of saints and angels
who went before us.
How wonderful we too
are among the covenant people
by the words of the God
of the creation, of Abraham,
of Moses and of David,
the God who died and rose
so we could be free.
Genesis 28:12-14
5/30/05 21:58
connecting us, as the song says,
with the company of saints and angels
who went before us.
How wonderful we too
are among the covenant people
by the words of the God
of the creation, of Abraham,
of Moses and of David,
the God who died and rose
so we could be free.
Genesis 28:12-14
5/30/05 21:58
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Yard Salad
With an old newspaper
for a plate and
water from the hose
for dressing
for a plate and
water from the hose
for dressing
Four junior chefs,
three to ten,
yanked and threshed a yard salad
from the rain drenched
and shower fed
field beside our in-town home
three to ten,
yanked and threshed a yard salad
from the rain drenched
and shower fed
field beside our in-town home
Clover, dandelion, plantain
and grasses of varying length,
with dirt included bodily,
heaped on the makeshift platter,
stirred with pine and oak,
until they were ready
for the presentation
----------------
Edited March 15, 2024
Yard Salad – v2
Yard Salad
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2005/05/yard-salad.html
Tired
I could see her tired
even under the closed lids
of her sleeping face
Body hugged under the covers
Her face toward mine
as I jot these lines
Peace rising with the
rise and fall of the comforter
covering her body
falling into deepening sleep
5/30/05 21:39
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even under the closed lids
of her sleeping face
Body hugged under the covers
Her face toward mine
as I jot these lines
Peace rising with the
rise and fall of the comforter
covering her body
falling into deepening sleep
5/30/05 21:39
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Finger Shower
Our little helper,
all of three,
upset I was washing the broiler pan -
without her
Move over Dad!,
She commanded,
as she pushed me aside,
so her stepstool
could plant in the middle
of the space before the sink
Craning on tiptoes
hands and arms cresting the countertop
just enough so she could help
Scrubbing the greasy pan,
fresh from the barbecue
the night before,
with a sponge that
swirled the sudsy water
mostly.
After, her little hands,
cupped in my left,
giggled under the finger rain
of the sprayer in my right
5/30/05 21:34
all of three,
upset I was washing the broiler pan -
without her
Move over Dad!,
She commanded,
as she pushed me aside,
so her stepstool
could plant in the middle
of the space before the sink
Craning on tiptoes
hands and arms cresting the countertop
just enough so she could help
Scrubbing the greasy pan,
fresh from the barbecue
the night before,
with a sponge that
swirled the sudsy water
mostly.
After, her little hands,
cupped in my left,
giggled under the finger rain
of the sprayer in my right
edited April 10, 2015
Finger Shower – v2
5/30/05 21:34
Finger Shower
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Thursday, May 26, 2005
Parting
I will always feel the ache of our parting
and the balm of our joining
DRAFT 12/13/05 18:05, written in response to her line, "the day I start not missing you in some way is the day I start worrying"
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and the balm of our joining
DRAFT 12/13/05 18:05, written in response to her line, "the day I start not missing you in some way is the day I start worrying"
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Musings
Touching your cool
Bronze skin
Coursing my fingers
Like a reader of Braille,
Silently in the dark
In our sanctuary
Behind locked door,
Over friendly, familiar territory
Picturing what other senses perceive
Smooth and coarse,
Muscle rippling under my hands,
Warm where I travel,
Linger, twirl
DRAFT - Started 2/8/05 16:30
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Bronze skin
Coursing my fingers
Like a reader of Braille,
Silently in the dark
In our sanctuary
Behind locked door,
Over friendly, familiar territory
Picturing what other senses perceive
Smooth and coarse,
Muscle rippling under my hands,
Warm where I travel,
Linger, twirl
DRAFT - Started 2/8/05 16:30
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Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Disciple
Disciplined study
And worship
Immersed in the Word
Week upon Week
Words and meaning
Beautiful in the learning
and the language
Growing together
Closer to God,
And His plan,
For each of us
To serve and work
To make more Disciples
May 22, 2005 17:43
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And worship
Immersed in the Word
Week upon Week
Words and meaning
Beautiful in the learning
and the language
Growing together
Closer to God,
And His plan,
For each of us
To serve and work
To make more Disciples
May 22, 2005 17:43
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I Will
Not the fleeting, fashionable
cute and cuddly – I Do.
No, this isn’t the thing we’re talking about
I Will.
Power of God, commitment continuing
Covenant people responding in-kind.
The God of Creation offered Himself
in sacrifice and in Communion
A perpetual relationship,
Loving, nurturing
All we have to do
Is answer His –
I Will –
with our own –
I will.
It is an invitation of grace
first held out for Abraham
now open to all nations
through Jesus Christ,
our Lord and Savior
I will;
Will you?
May 22, 2005 7:16
cute and cuddly – I Do.
No, this isn’t the thing we’re talking about
I Will.
Power of God, commitment continuing
Covenant people responding in-kind.
The God of Creation offered Himself
in sacrifice and in Communion
A perpetual relationship,
Loving, nurturing
All we have to do
Is answer His –
I Will –
with our own –
I will.
It is an invitation of grace
first held out for Abraham
now open to all nations
through Jesus Christ,
our Lord and Savior
I will;
Will you?
May 22, 2005 7:16
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Torrent
White knuckles on the wheel
holding fast to my lane
between the wiper strokes
and blur of reckless drivers
on left and right
Hurtling down the highway
pushing aside the curtain of rain
pulled closed behind me
Rest off the divided lanes;
city roads and slower pace
Marked by puddle lakes
and river streets
5/23/05 21:53
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holding fast to my lane
between the wiper strokes
and blur of reckless drivers
on left and right
Hurtling down the highway
pushing aside the curtain of rain
pulled closed behind me
Rest off the divided lanes;
city roads and slower pace
Marked by puddle lakes
and river streets
5/23/05 21:53
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Wire
The rusted old barbed wire oozed into
the flesh of the young pine
becoming one with the living skin
lost in the tissue of the trunk
fused with the tree
5/23/05 21:47
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the flesh of the young pine
becoming one with the living skin
lost in the tissue of the trunk
fused with the tree
5/23/05 21:47
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Paul's Mistaken
Oooh, what was he thinkin?
Tellin the womenfolk to be quiet,
demur, deferring to their husbands...
Not on this watch, Apostle Paul
We're in the New World here
where they can speak, hold court,
and they do.
Keeping Rome in a comfortable place is all well and good;
but, was he on drugs?
Don't you remember Paul, you were living
working off the goodwill, the largess,
of many women?
1 Corinthians 14:33b-36; but See Romans 16:1-4 & Philippians 4:2-3
(of course, as my pastor reminded me, there is a good deal of scholarly debate as to whether or not Paul wrote the lines in 1 Corinthians, or whether they were added later by others...)
5/23/05 21:30
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Tellin the womenfolk to be quiet,
demur, deferring to their husbands...
Not on this watch, Apostle Paul
We're in the New World here
where they can speak, hold court,
and they do.
Keeping Rome in a comfortable place is all well and good;
but, was he on drugs?
Don't you remember Paul, you were living
working off the goodwill, the largess,
of many women?
1 Corinthians 14:33b-36; but See Romans 16:1-4 & Philippians 4:2-3
(of course, as my pastor reminded me, there is a good deal of scholarly debate as to whether or not Paul wrote the lines in 1 Corinthians, or whether they were added later by others...)
5/23/05 21:30
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End of Wall
Broken lines,
walls in need of mending
What would Frost say,
or his good neighbor,
behind mended walls?
walls in need of mending
What would Frost say,
or his good neighbor,
behind mended walls?
New England stone walls,
handmade and irregular
severed by highways,
black/gray ribbons/scars on the land
handmade and irregular
severed by highways,
black/gray ribbons/scars on the land
Leaving unfinished, abandoned, cluttered
forgotten boundaries in the woods,
moss covered and leaf obscured
with blunt ends
exposed at the edge, the clearing, the light
by the road
more often taken
--------------
edited November 19, 2023
End of Wall – v2
End of Wall
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-wall.html
Monday, May 23, 2005
Covenant
A people,
And individuals
With His covenant
Beating now,
Under the words
Written on each of our hearts
To follow only Him
And to love one another
As we love ourselves.
Jeremiah 31:31-34
Matthew 22:36-39
May 22, 2005 17:48
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And individuals
With His covenant
Beating now,
Under the words
Written on each of our hearts
To follow only Him
And to love one another
As we love ourselves.
Jeremiah 31:31-34
Matthew 22:36-39
May 22, 2005 17:48
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Saturday, May 07, 2005
Little John
He's there, Little John
to the other's Robin
Buds enjoying the vibe
The stalwart second
to Marian's call
and Robin's schemes
Drumming and strumming
Tall tales of the wood
to the other's Robin
Buds enjoying the vibe
The stalwart second
to Marian's call
and Robin's schemes
Drumming and strumming
Tall tales of the wood
5/6/05 22:50
Little John
inspired in part by Electric Praise and
Rejuvenation worship service
Jason Buck
Elliott Nott
Diane Harrises
Wesley United Methodist Church
Concord, NH
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Friday, April 08, 2005
Flowers
Three flowers
bloom each day
Falsely fragile Queen Anne’s Lace
Clump of effervescent Daisies
A singular Black-eyed Susan
Wildflowers all
growing in the fields
of our hearts
Each her own
scent, shape, pose
Craning for light, food, attention
Willingly, lovingly tended
by the gardener,
the one who sowed the seed
April 8, 2005 10:35, edited 10:44
bloom each day
Falsely fragile Queen Anne’s Lace
Clump of effervescent Daisies
A singular Black-eyed Susan
Wildflowers all
growing in the fields
of our hearts
Each her own
scent, shape, pose
Craning for light, food, attention
Willingly, lovingly tended
by the gardener,
the one who sowed the seed
April 8, 2005 10:35, edited 10:44
Sleep
O' gentle stalker
of the night
Take me with you
on your prowl
across the dark
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of the night
Take me with you
on your prowl
across the dark
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Love at First Kiss
It wasn't the moment
I met her at the church
The times we chatted
in the coffee hour
No, not in the class,
Studying His Word
It was the first kiss,
the first time I held her
falling into her
warm brown eyes
Feeling her against me
Her lips against mine
joining bodies, hearts and lives
with the first kiss
I met her at the church
The times we chatted
in the coffee hour
No, not in the class,
Studying His Word
It was the first kiss,
the first time I held her
falling into her
warm brown eyes
Feeling her against me
Her lips against mine
joining bodies, hearts and lives
with the first kiss
------------------
edited June 16, 2019
Love at first kiss – v3
edited June 16, 2019
Love at First Kiss – v2
June 16, 2019
posted in response
to Realistic Poetry contest announcement
April 8, 2005 8:09
Love at First Kiss
&
June 16, 2019
Song of Songs 6
Song of Songs bible study
&
June 15, 2019
Song of Songs 5
Song of Songs bible study
&
June 14, 2019
a private garden – v1
June 14, 2019
Song of Songs 4
Song of Songs bible study
&
edited June 13, 2019
I call her Beautiful – v2
&
edited June 13, 2019
Awaken love – v2
June 13, 2019
Awaken love
Song of Songs 3:5
June 13, 2019
Song of Songs 3
Song of Songs bible study
&
June 12, 2019
my lover is mine
Song of Songs 2:16
June 12, 2019
Song of Songs 2
Song of Songs bible study
&
June 11, 2019
I call her Beautiful
Song of Songs 1:15
June 11, 2019
Song of Songs 1
Song of Songs bible study
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Monday, March 28, 2005
Chasing La Luna
Were we chasing her
Or was she chasing us
Down the road
Under that starry starry night
Lashed in the seats
Craning to see her face
Cool and full
Around corner and curve
Down the highway
‘round the cloverleaf
Into the parking lot
Tracking our progress
From home to church
And back again
Under La Luna’s watchful eye
Or was she chasing us
Down the road
Under that starry starry night
Lashed in the seats
Craning to see her face
Cool and full
Around corner and curve
Down the highway
‘round the cloverleaf
Into the parking lot
Tracking our progress
From home to church
And back again
Under La Luna’s watchful eye
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Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Joanne
The violin sang
over the hum, the rumble
the guitars by her side
They held the rhythm
oh, but she was the soul
verve, the muse
that danced across the room
catching the conversations short
for a moment or two
at the coffeehouse again
Her quick reflexes,
natural smile;
joy in her shared gift,
whether bluegrass or folk
serious or sassy
Pure talent unfurled
smile infectious –
receiving the gift in the knowing
the certainty of His hand –
in the sharing.
Written 3/4/05 8:45pm
edited 3/6/05 10:15am
edited 3/23/05 9:05
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over the hum, the rumble
the guitars by her side
They held the rhythm
oh, but she was the soul
verve, the muse
that danced across the room
catching the conversations short
for a moment or two
at the coffeehouse again
Her quick reflexes,
natural smile;
joy in her shared gift,
whether bluegrass or folk
serious or sassy
Pure talent unfurled
smile infectious –
receiving the gift in the knowing
the certainty of His hand –
in the sharing.
Written 3/4/05 8:45pm
edited 3/6/05 10:15am
edited 3/23/05 9:05
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Her Hands
Long slender fingers
clutched the bow
caressed the cello
Fingers like spiders
walked gingerly
down the neck
Shuddered on the lines
to urge the quiver of the song
from the wood
Elongated notes
vibrate of the wire
a fog of sound
crafted by
knowing hands
3/4/05 10:00pm
edited 3/23/05 9:00pm
about Andrea Schripsema
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clutched the bow
caressed the cello
Fingers like spiders
walked gingerly
down the neck
Shuddered on the lines
to urge the quiver of the song
from the wood
Elongated notes
vibrate of the wire
a fog of sound
crafted by
knowing hands
3/4/05 10:00pm
edited 3/23/05 9:00pm
about Andrea Schripsema
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Frozen Splits
Jeff’s ready
watching the action
moving straight for him
at full speed,
fast motion
Black brick
center of attention
sliding on the blade,
stick
Winger on a breakaway
partner, line mate
in the other lane
ready for a feed
Defense falls back,
backward and off balance
caught by the speed
Trying to cut the angle
too late
He slides right to left
anticipating
But they reverse the flow
drive to the net
another pass
Splits –
Glove Save!
3/4/05 9:15
edits 3/23/05 9:15
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watching the action
moving straight for him
at full speed,
fast motion
Black brick
center of attention
sliding on the blade,
stick
Winger on a breakaway
partner, line mate
in the other lane
ready for a feed
Defense falls back,
backward and off balance
caught by the speed
Trying to cut the angle
too late
He slides right to left
anticipating
But they reverse the flow
drive to the net
another pass
Splits –
Glove Save!
3/4/05 9:15
edits 3/23/05 9:15
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Thursday, February 17, 2005
Daddy Ray
A turn of the key
The knob opens
From the outside world
To my home
Daddy Ray! Daddy Ray!
They squeal, scream
Drop the drink
Leave Disney behind
Jump up, burst across the room
To my open arms
Bag and baggage dropped
To greet my girls
Each day
When I return
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Thursday, January 27, 2005
Pillows of snow
Pillows of light, white snow
Atop the raspberry bramble
At the back of the yard
The edge of the wild place
Behind my building
In town
A winter scene
Breathless in the cold still air
Glistening back at me
As the light refracts against
The myriad of individual snowflakes
Gently joining in the blanket
Whisper only
Of dry grasses and a clutch of leaves
Left above on a twig
Breaking my reverie
While I am inside
Hearing the day to day sounds
Of my office place
Clack of keys,
Hum of the fluorescent lights,
Whir of the computer fan
Oh to be loose in the wood
With snowshoes and camera
To crunch among the vines,
Underbrush and downfallen branches
To catch a glimpse of the small features
And magic in the snow
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Atop the raspberry bramble
At the back of the yard
The edge of the wild place
Behind my building
In town
A winter scene
Breathless in the cold still air
Glistening back at me
As the light refracts against
The myriad of individual snowflakes
Gently joining in the blanket
Whisper only
Of dry grasses and a clutch of leaves
Left above on a twig
Breaking my reverie
While I am inside
Hearing the day to day sounds
Of my office place
Clack of keys,
Hum of the fluorescent lights,
Whir of the computer fan
Oh to be loose in the wood
With snowshoes and camera
To crunch among the vines,
Underbrush and downfallen branches
To catch a glimpse of the small features
And magic in the snow
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Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Aerosol Archaeopteryx
Ephemeral denizen of the dawn
Emblazoned on the waking
An aerosol archaeopteryx
Captured for a twinkling
On the heavens
Feathers and ancient bones
Silhouetted in the tracks of the sky
Like footprints in the new-fallen snow
Darkening blue where they tread
Rimmed with yellow, orange, purples
And their spectra
Before the blue
Flying still
Across the dome
(http://www.ucmp.berkeley.edu/diapsids/birds/archaeopteryx.html)
Emblazoned on the waking
An aerosol archaeopteryx
Captured for a twinkling
On the heavens
Feathers and ancient bones
Silhouetted in the tracks of the sky
Like footprints in the new-fallen snow
Darkening blue where they tread
Rimmed with yellow, orange, purples
And their spectra
Before the blue
Flying still
Across the dome
(http://www.ucmp.berkeley.edu/diapsids/birds/archaeopteryx.html)
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Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Smiles
Smiles on our lips,
On our cheeks,
In our eyes and in our hearts
Even in parting
Last with me
Linger
Whispering
I love you
On our cheeks,
In our eyes and in our hearts
Even in parting
Last with me
Linger
Whispering
I love you
----------
edited February 19, 2016
Smiles – v2
Tuesday, January 04, 2005 9:08
Smiles
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Monday, December 20, 2004
We Do
Her dress was borrowed
It was blue
My suit was old
But our vows were new
Happy couple
coming into view
We do
We do
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It was blue
My suit was old
But our vows were new
Happy couple
coming into view
We do
We do
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Thursday, December 16, 2004
Chalice
The sun
Golden chalice
Clutched by God’s hand
Light cut by God’s fingers,
The clouds
The dawning
That morning
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Golden chalice
Clutched by God’s hand
Light cut by God’s fingers,
The clouds
The dawning
That morning
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Friday, December 10, 2004
Nekked Heinie
A dance it is
but so much more
a statement
Attitude
Rebel in the buff
shake your thang
Oh warrior princess
still only two
Hold still a moment
let me snap a picture
for blackmail
when you are dating
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Tuesday, December 07, 2004
First Snow
Thoughts of walking
in a winter wonderland
with her. She wrote,
“I like snow when it is falling.
All clean and beautiful.”
A friend remarks,
“the snow is here,
everything is white and
appears to be more pure,
almost innocent...”
It is a beautiful kind of first snow.
Everything is more innocent;
but only for a whisper
of time.
Too soon it will clump and fall
Splashed up off the street,
Mixed with grime
But now, in the falling,
milking the sky
teasing as it falls
light, airy
Covering other sins
blanketing a seemingly silent
noisy world
muffled and cloaked
in white
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in a winter wonderland
with her. She wrote,
“I like snow when it is falling.
All clean and beautiful.”
A friend remarks,
“the snow is here,
everything is white and
appears to be more pure,
almost innocent...”
It is a beautiful kind of first snow.
Everything is more innocent;
but only for a whisper
of time.
Too soon it will clump and fall
Splashed up off the street,
Mixed with grime
But now, in the falling,
milking the sky
teasing as it falls
light, airy
Covering other sins
blanketing a seemingly silent
noisy world
muffled and cloaked
in white
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Friday, December 03, 2004
God's Hand
The gentle push
the warm support
The gentle nudge
Of the One who knows what's best
Charting a course
with history, coincidence, and promise
Leading two to become one
as He planned since life begun
Formed of dust, a rib
and His breath of life
One body again
As He intended
Bound together for an eternity
loving, laughing, sharing
Knowing this time, it is meant to be
As part of His Plan
Woven together with love and caring
held together for ever more by God's majestic hand.
From day to day and year to year
they will hold each other dear
the warm support
The gentle nudge
Of the One who knows what's best
Charting a course
with history, coincidence, and promise
Leading two to become one
as He planned since life begun
Formed of dust, a rib
and His breath of life
One body again
As He intended
Bound together for an eternity
loving, laughing, sharing
Knowing this time, it is meant to be
As part of His Plan
Woven together with love and caring
held together for ever more by God's majestic hand.
From day to day and year to year
they will hold each other dear
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poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005,
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Foss for usage. See all 34,110+ of my poems at www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com
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Smell of Snow
Walking the few feet
car to the office
Down the street,
quiet Friday, December
Smell of snow
Cold, damp
Memory
Anticipation
Coming, for sure
Knowing it
In joints,
My senses
Hard to describe
The smell of snow
But it is there.
Let it snow
car to the office
Down the street,
quiet Friday, December
Smell of snow
Cold, damp
Memory
Anticipation
Coming, for sure
Knowing it
In joints,
My senses
Hard to describe
The smell of snow
But it is there.
Let it snow
----------
edited
December 15, 2015
Smell
of Snow – v4
(merging
edits to version 3 and version 2)
edited
December 9, 2015
Smell
of Snow – v3
(editing
original)
Edited
November 28, 2012
“Smell
of Snow – v2”
Friday,
December 03, 2004 8:27
“Smell
of Snow”
and
other poems
December
1, 2012
like
sprinkled sugar
&
edited December 9, 2015
Snow in the Air – v6
(editing original)
edited November 27, 2015
Snow in the Air – v5
(merging edits to original
and version 4)
edited November 22, 2015
Snow in the air – v4
(editing original)
Edited August 3, 2013
“Snow in the Air – v3
(editing original)
Edited September 20, 2012
“Snow in the Air – v2”
December 30, 2006 12:08
“Snow in the Air”
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2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014,
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Where You Live.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Living in Lifetimes
May we enjoy and cherish
every breath
we share together,
may we always act as though
it is our last,
may we always
treasure
each other,
so that
each moment
is that lifetime
together,
so that we may share
thousands of lifetimes.
every breath
we share together,
may we always act as though
it is our last,
may we always
treasure
each other,
so that
each moment
is that lifetime
together,
so that we may share
thousands of lifetimes.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004 11:18
Living in Lifetimes
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Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Frozen Marsh
Steam rose
Over the ribbon threaded
Through the frozen marsh
This waking
Frost encrusted the
Silent cattails,
Highlighted the skin of
Still-green reeds
Browning leaves, rushes
And skeletal scrub
Ice too soon
But chill only today
Ready to bleed away
With the dawning
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Over the ribbon threaded
Through the frozen marsh
This waking
Frost encrusted the
Silent cattails,
Highlighted the skin of
Still-green reeds
Browning leaves, rushes
And skeletal scrub
Ice too soon
But chill only today
Ready to bleed away
With the dawning
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Monday, November 22, 2004
Pair
Craning to glimpse
Around the bend
Behind the trees
Hiding in the fog
Our swans
Finding solitude
Beside the other
In open water
Alone together
Away from the bustle,
The noise,
Of the road
Around the bend
Behind the trees
Hiding in the fog
Our swans
Finding solitude
Beside the other
In open water
Alone together
Away from the bustle,
The noise,
Of the road
edited May 9, 2015
Pair – v4
Monday,
November 22, 2004 10:18
Pair
– v2
&
edited May 9, 2015
Pair – v3
Wednesday,
November 17, 2004 9:58
Pair
– v1
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Friday, November 19, 2004
Stepping Through - edited
A slit cut through
gray, layered bunting
morning sky
Yellow light and white light
Sol walking, pushing,
stepping through
a portal he cut
knee-high curtain,
left leg, right arm
through the canvas of the clouds.
propelling the light
onto the stage
starting the day
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gray, layered bunting
morning sky
Yellow light and white light
Sol walking, pushing,
stepping through
a portal he cut
knee-high curtain,
left leg, right arm
through the canvas of the clouds.
propelling the light
onto the stage
starting the day
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Stepping Through
A slit cut through
gray, layered bunting
morning sky
Yellow light and white light
pushing, stepping through
knee-high curtain,
left leg, right arm
propelling the light
onto the stage
starting the day
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gray, layered bunting
morning sky
Yellow light and white light
pushing, stepping through
knee-high curtain,
left leg, right arm
propelling the light
onto the stage
starting the day
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Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Daily Anniversaries
Finding the right words
Overwhelmed, blessed
Shouting my love
each day, for you
Bursting with joy now
and from the first kiss.
Stronger and stronger are the feelings;
from a place I have never been,
even from the beginning.
Here's to a lifetime together –
precious minute by special minute.
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Overwhelmed, blessed
Shouting my love
each day, for you
Bursting with joy now
and from the first kiss.
Stronger and stronger are the feelings;
from a place I have never been,
even from the beginning.
Here's to a lifetime together –
precious minute by special minute.
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Pair
A pair
trumpeter swans
pressed close
in the sliver
open water
between the growing ice
in the pond
beside the highway
this November morn
trumpeter swans
pressed close
in the sliver
open water
between the growing ice
in the pond
beside the highway
this November morn
edited May 9, 2015
Pair – v3
Wednesday,
November 17, 2004 9:58
Pair
– v1
&
edited May 9, 2015
Pair – v4
Monday,
November 22, 2004 10:18
Pair
– v2
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Poetry Where You Live.
Parting
I can't wait
for Saturday
when our parting
is but of our lips
When we don't have to leave
each other's side;
when we can linger
and love
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for Saturday
when our parting
is but of our lips
When we don't have to leave
each other's side;
when we can linger
and love
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Morning Drive
A skin of frost on the ground,
in the branches, the yellowed fields
film of ice on the pond
low fog lit on down the road
light in the windshield
shafts highlight
glowing milkweed pods
bursting for later rebirth
Quiet, rumble of the engine
Heading from home
heading to work
reversed in the dark
in the branches, the yellowed fields
film of ice on the pond
low fog lit on down the road
light in the windshield
shafts highlight
glowing milkweed pods
bursting for later rebirth
Quiet, rumble of the engine
Heading from home
heading to work
reversed in the dark
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edited
January 13, 2016
Morning
Drive – v2
Wednesday,
November 17, 2004 7:47
Morning
Drive
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Poetry Where You Live.
Monday, November 08, 2004
Our Daughters
You and they
Valves in my heart
Pushing the spirit
In my soul
Letting me live
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Valves in my heart
Pushing the spirit
In my soul
Letting me live
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Friday, November 05, 2004
Barry in the Morning
He’s on the stereo
Smoky, sultry,
Words dripping
After waking,
Start of day
You in my arms
Smell of you
Touch, Kiss,
Linger on your neck
Dance in the kitchen
Pull you in close
Down the road
With me in the car
Bass throbbing in the speaker
Sing along to our words
Openly, wanting you
Away from you, my dear
But you’re with me
Your scent, smile,
Your Love
With me
And Barry in the morning
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 20,880+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Smoky, sultry,
Words dripping
After waking,
Start of day
You in my arms
Smell of you
Touch, Kiss,
Linger on your neck
Dance in the kitchen
Pull you in close
Down the road
With me in the car
Bass throbbing in the speaker
Sing along to our words
Openly, wanting you
Away from you, my dear
But you’re with me
Your scent, smile,
Your Love
With me
And Barry in the morning
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 20,880+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Friday, October 29, 2004
Arc of the Sky
Warming blue
Across the arc of the dome
He left for us after the Flood
Daubs of color
Dabbed on the sky
Pristine edges
Glinted and glowing
Past dawn
Frozen breath
Frost on the
orange, red, yellow
Fall foliage
Green grass
Cold windshields
Parked cars
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 18,710+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Across the arc of the dome
He left for us after the Flood
Daubs of color
Dabbed on the sky
Pristine edges
Glinted and glowing
Past dawn
Frozen breath
Frost on the
orange, red, yellow
Fall foliage
Green grass
Cold windshields
Parked cars
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 18,710+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Red Sox in Four
Eight straight
ain't it great
A nation in joy
because of our boys
Won in strong fashion
with luck, pitching and passion
A night with a lunar eclipse
song of joy on our lips
Here's to the Red Sox Nation
in a state of utter jubilation
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 20,880+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
ain't it great
A nation in joy
because of our boys
Won in strong fashion
with luck, pitching and passion
A night with a lunar eclipse
song of joy on our lips
Here's to the Red Sox Nation
in a state of utter jubilation
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 20,880+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Waking Sky
A fall sky in slumber
warming fan brush strokes,
horsehair bristles,
pushed across the fall tableau
Deep burgundies and dark below
Headlights on
Down the road
round the bend
the view brighter
champagne and plumb and wisp
a bluing of the sky
Another wind
down the twisting backroad
translucent yellows
screens of color
Farther on
white takes the stage
above a fireball flame sun
Then the sun filled
the windshield below the visor
warming my face
on this fall morning
after the dark
warming fan brush strokes,
horsehair bristles,
pushed across the fall tableau
Deep burgundies and dark below
Headlights on
Down the road
round the bend
the view brighter
champagne and plumb and wisp
a bluing of the sky
Another wind
down the twisting backroad
translucent yellows
screens of color
Farther on
white takes the stage
above a fireball flame sun
Then the sun filled
the windshield below the visor
warming my face
on this fall morning
after the dark
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edited February 3, 2017
Waking Sky – v2
Wednesday, October 27, 2004 8:07
Waking Sky
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