. Healing Hands ---in appreciation of the care provided (free of charge) by the NHS, the National Health Service of...

. Happy ---for B.K. A ground to play, a set to swing, A slide to slide, a bell to ring:...

. Watch Out! Now, “The Three Little Pigs” is a tale More for cautioning than for amusing: Learn its lessons...

. A Hero in My Head Though never even in the war he loomed A hero there.  At least in...

. The Adoration of the Peacock ---on The Adoration of the Magi by Fra Angelico and Fra Filippo Lippi The...

. https://youtu.be/LRxp0nZS2hM . video by Andrew Benson Brownpoem by Evan Mantyk . The Reincarnations of Donald J. Trump . I....

. Bollical Dogs I have a complaint! T.S. Eliot hogs All the fun with his stories of Jellicle Cats! So...

. Caleb in Canaan  Green fields, walled towns, strong foes, but we are fit To overcome. Forward, I say. It’s...

. The Shepherd God On Autumn eves when solipsistic stars__Peer down on bloody, towering oaksWhose gnarled, twisted branches create bars__Encaging...

. A Freshman Pep Talk ---upon reading “Composers to Listen to While Studying,”by Andrew Benson Brown, in The Epoch Times,...

. Topics Over Time At 10 boys talk about the games in which they’ve played. At 14 they discuss the...

. Kill or Cure? “The art of medicine consists of amusing the patientwhile nature cures the disease.” ---Voltaire . Possible...

. Enduring Sight Our blindest heroes walk among us, here, where legendary blindness gives us sight. King Oedipus still lives,...

. Americans in Florence Ooo David! Whoa, you’re well-hung! But why a foreskin, underslung? Your left hand, do you hold...

. Oh, the Days Oh, the days of poop and vomit! My best dress had drool upon it While I...

. Meditation 4 "Now our Lord bestowed great gifts through small means..." ---Homily on Our Lord (11) "Therefore, whether you...

. My New New Year I’m shunning bards of lilt and kilt tonight. My cup o’ kindness guzzled dry by...

. December 31 __Another year _Gasps out its dying breaths. __Oh, do not spare _Any further Death’s ___Swift hand _From...

. A Creation Myth The curtain opens. A million violinsCrescendo. Trumpets blare. A single drumBeat booms. In perfect time, the...

. Nordic Memories They rise with the dawn of fashion Their eyes for new booty are keen, To ride the...

. Lines Written in a Time of Illness My body is weak, and this reflects my soul,Who baser pleasures is...

. The Matters of Life With furrowed brow she knits away her troubles,Her wrinkled face so tight and drawn with...

. Help! I Can’t Stop Speaking in Iambic! Help! I can’t stop speaking in iambic Pentameter! No matter what I...

. On Learning of a Lover’s Death Your parting words were not exactly nice, But when I read the news...

. The Blank-Page Stage I once embraced the blank-page stage, when words would somehow always rhyme, but now my brain...

. Catching Up An hour passes in a second. A month goes by in just an hour. The rosy future...

. 'Twas the Day After Christmas ‘Twas the day after Christmas. Mom went to the store To return all her...

. Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming Every year I either compose new music for Christmas or create a new...

. Ode to a Christmas Pudding O fragrant orb of dark and luscious depths Made with magic conjured every year...

. Stars Voluble Profound and lightless silent night _Lay still with curtains closed. Into unspeaking dark the Word Descended from...

. Christmas in Florida I watched him pass! St. Nick himself---Kris Kringle,Who hails from Buffalo, not the North Pole.He waved;...

. A Present Unclaimed Under the tree is a present unclaimed Paper and ribbon and bows, good to go. Who...

. Professional musician and SCP poet Jeff Eardley performs a medley of Christmas songs on his guitar. Merry Christmas from...

. Make Room, He’ll Come In Have you spent much time wandering, feeling distressed,and upon your arrival, found no place...

. Santa Claus Has Passed Away As is their custom every year, the Men’s Club promptly after class had half...

. Love Broke Through Time On the first Christmas night Love broke through time With pain to Mary and her...

. A Remarkable Day "He's God in human form!" whispers the crowd In motley clothes and groups of twos and...

. A Christmas Eve Sestina “He who sings prays twice.” ---Saint Augustine The vagabond had too much Christmas cheer. He...

. Jupiter Hammon’s Christmas Poem by Michael Curtis 1761 was a slow, yet interesting year for poetry. The imposter Macpherson...

. Home for Christmas Beneath the sinking skies I ride, a traveler on his way,           ...