Beauty

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

. 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...

. 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...

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

. 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 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,           ...

. The Story the Stars are Retelling ---to the tune of 'Sterling' When burdens are heavy and Christmas is near...

. Dim and Not He carries one white candle in the space Beneath cathedral vaults. He has to hold His...

. Be Still and Know . . . Gulls brawl over a chip and squawk. __Waves wash shell shards on...

. Aubade: Composure The first light tints the eggshell walls From dimmest grey to violet, And light-spokes through the window’s...

. The Lonely Sailor No sailor is so lonely __As one who rows alone Across the vast and battered seas...

. A’sailin’ ‘Twould seem quite true I never was __the captain of this ship, though in my youth I did...

. Come, Spring When by the winter cold we’re most oppressed, mere thoughts of spring’s arrival make us smile. We...

. The Wreath Circle of green— What does it mean? Never ending, Ever bending. It’s hope that’s vernal And faith...

. A House in Winter Preternaturally silent, still.The omnipresent biting chill, And deepest, darkest night surround.The snow’s soft crunch, the...

. A Simple Prayer Crown my head in gray, dear Lord, __And bless my tangled tongue. Return to me the...

. I Saw An Angel Weeping I saw an angel weeping In the graveyard by the brook, Her silent vigil...

. The Drift of Dark Days November is a time for us to grieve About the dying of the warmth...

  In Advent Stillness In Advent stillness and its purpled nightsWe turn within and with a solemn gazeConsider well our...

. Motherly Motives ---of the 5% of American women with 5 or more children The greater good is motherhood. Let...

. In a Twenty-minute Tuk-tuk Ride That day, the river of our luck had dried. No taxis. Air-conditioned buses crammed...

. The Bar ---after Lord Alfred Tennyson's "Crossing the Bar" The sail is set, the breeze is strong. I pray...

. I No Longer See It on Mulberry Street I used to walk home from school each day, then report...

. Galileo Under Confinement Scene: Florence, 1636 AD. In the third year of his life imprisonment (as sentenced by the...

. Notre Dame Re-Opens To touch this holiness we have no right, Nor did we earn the privilege to restore...

. Variation on a Poem by Blok How hard it is to walk among the living And make like you...

. Offerings of the Heart A Symbolic Poem . The songs of Yamato From seeds of healing sprout As offerings...

. After the Snow The snow fell through the night, night-long, The deepest snowfall of the year. By dawn it...

. On the Death of a Child To lose a child is tragic, yet those winks to tenderness, to bonding,...

. Meditation 1 “Grace has drawn nigh to mouths, once blasphemous, and has made them harps; sounding praise.” ---Homily on...

. Roofless Church The stone-hewn walls, No window sash. No pews, no halls. Burnt logs, damp ash. The roof, vanished....

. "It Just So Happens" Dark creatures prowl the islands of the mind On silent paw, as panthers in the...

. Speak Loud God's Praise ---to the tune of Ellacombe ("I Sing the Mighty Power of God") Speak loud the...

. Ode to the Dogs Puppy to playmate they bring us much joy whether sleeping or hunting for favorite toys....