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| 5741. | Helicopters under the Canopy by Raymond A. Foss | | They were poised,
hooked in their hangers
like bats in the cave
anchored where they were
ready to dive and swoop
to circle and spiral
to flutte... |
| 5742. | A Clarion Invitation to Hope by Raymond A. Foss | | Our words, as a people, repeated, enunciated,
emphasized for friend, for foe alike
the preambles of our sacred texts,
the Declaration of Independe... |
| 5743. | Splatters of His Blood by Raymond A. Foss | | Summer Sunday best
became splattered with His blood
in the intinction, the joining of
His body, His blood,
the dipping of the bread into the wine... |
| 5744. | If only my people would listen to me by Raymond A. Foss | | How much different, how oh so very different
would world history, human history
have been, if only the chosen
had listened to the master,
remembe... |
| 5745. | Life in the Spirit by Raymond A. Foss | | A life in the Spirit
that is the Pauline prayer
in the wisdom of the sermon,
the words of the writer,
calling each one to
take the freedom given,... |
| 5746. | A Picture of God by Raymond A. Foss | | A picture of God
remains in the recesses
of my mind, an old
resistant strain, a long dormant
thread, a patronymic, ever reminding me
of the Fath... |
| 5747. | A Big Gapped Grin by Raymond A. Foss | | She stood there,
at the top of the stair
with hand outstretched
for me to view
her first tooth,
clutched like a butterfly
in her palm
Grinnin... |
| 5748. | Parsing the Parable by Raymond A. Foss | | “And who is our neighbor?”,
a lawyer asked so long ago,
testing the Teacher,
to know the meaning of the
law, the actors in the words.
Needin... |
| 5749. | In Praise of Weeding by Raymond A. Foss | | Rich loam between my fingers,
grip of stems, roots, balls of grass
pull up through the rain drenched soil
smell of the mulch, the grass,
the wate... |
| 5750. | Ripened Summer Fruit by Raymond A. Foss | | Oh how fitting, a lectionary story
caught in the summer months,
hot and harsh for ripe summer fruit
ripening even after picking,
turning quickly ... |
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