STILLNESS

There’s the stillness of the river when no wind blows and the stillness of a river knowing how deep its water goes There’s the stillness of the night when the world is at rest and the stillness of dawn just before daylight breaks There’s the stillness of a hunter just before he attacks and the

A SECOND CHANCE

  When the world tipped over and its bowels hang upside down the fail-safe was Woman, she who delivered Redemption ~~~~ DVerse Poets Poetics – Inspired by Art

REFUGE

  Let the moon hide day in its light and keep at bay the dark of night to her bosom my wings take flight Weighed by my plight. Weighed by my plight. My old wounds bleed, please stem the tide of bitterness welling inside. The maw of darkness opens wide In you I hide. In

ADAM AND EVE

  Surrounded by beauty, their eyes craved what they thought they were denied. Human hearts are ne’er satisfied. For them, God cried. For them, God cried. From Eden, they were cast away. What lot for hearts that went astray – to bear sorrow in all their days. For hope, they pray. For hope, they pray.

TEMPTATION

Temptation is an onyx raven plaguing the defenses of my soul pecking, clawing, it circles around me as if it smells carrion within this forest of innocence my refuge and protection It cracks my shield and darkness filters through My bones are bruised My soul is limp but I have not sinned while I resist.

WHEN LOVE FINDS YOU

A Lesson from St. Mary Magdalene  When Love finds you grab His hands and do not let go When Love finds you empty yourself, love will renew your soul, shining with heaven’s glow, Into Calvary will follow When Love finds you. ~~~ A poem written to remember my patron saint on her feast day, July

RADIATE

For to everyone who has will more be given, and he will have an abundance. But from the one who has not, even what he has will be taken away. Mt. 25:29 Will the sun still be the sun if it stops shining? Will love be love if it remains hidden? What good is a

LEAF ON A GRAVESTONE (52 Weeks Photo Challenge)

“But lay up to yourselves treasures in heaven: where neither the rust nor moth doth consume, and where thieves do not break through, nor steal. For where thy treasure is, there is thy heart also.” ~ Mt. 6: 20-21 My hands only holds so much The rest fall through the cracks Lost to time, memory,

WILD TRIP (for DVerse Poets Pub)

My disembodied head spins a whirlwind going nowhere upwards here and there cackling greets my arms pulling it down the harder I try the faster it spirals towards the sky beyond the clouds exalting at the shroud lifting from Eden’s gate Angelic songs serenade its wake A cry rose and peeled my eyes off heaven’s

WPC: UNEXPECTED

Soldier on, weary soul who knows what you’ll find around the bend – hope for broken hearts rest for your aching  limbs. Then walk on once more with new resolve until your exile is done and you are once again in your eternal home. ~~~~ One autumn day, I chanced upon our neighbors moving the