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Come for a Visit
Come for a visit, Grandma, please.
I want to sit upon your knees
and feel your arms around me tight
all afternoon and into the night.
You don’t have to bring me anything
like dolls, ponies, a pretty ring,
books, finger-paints, or fancy clothes.
I don’t really need things like those.
All I want is to feel your love
tightly around me like a glove
and snuggle deep into your arms.
My own special lucky charms
When can you come to visit me?
I’ll pray today, my eyes to see
your smiling face and comfy knees.
Come for a visit, Grandma, please!
Dream Logic
When delicious dreams dance
Through your sleepy cerebrum
Do you see ghosts galloping by?
Are angels announcing successful situations?
Or decidedly deadly demons destroying
Your timely treasure trove?
Might competing cherubim choruses clash
Creating unheavenly harmonies, or
Little leprechauns lustily leap through,
Waving windswept rainbows bending
Toward the lavish land?
When unlucky lions lust for
Momentous meals does your being believe
It’s treacherously true, or does
Righteous reasoning untangle gigantic gnomes
Grappling on your luscious lawn?
Carefree cats carouse in your yard
Delirious dogs dangerously stalk prey
As your heavy head haltingly falls back upon
Puffy pillows of dainty down.
Soldiers slash and burn buildings while
Crafty commanders shriek scrabbled sentences
Waving wicked wands that sprinkle sparkles
In the deepest, darkest night.
Vicious venomous vipers sizzle zooed zebras
Lounging lazily behind links while
Porcine pandas ponder bulky bamboo
Priests praise gods in unholy ululations
While communities corrupt into chaos
Rioting right through your lonely life
Mothers majestically cradle crying babies
Born in proud poverty while
Faith filled fathers find superior strength,
Saving all from untimely death
Logic, luckily leaves as soon as eyes
Close and delirious dreams drip
Drop by drop preparing paths for
Dream logic to wind its wicked way
Into your nightly nirvana.
Never can one predict what may emerge
When the eyelids languorously close and
Dream logic descends.
The Car Ride
Driving home the freeway jammed
Even the diamond lane crammed
Cruise ships seeking safe repose
Passengers fighting off woes
Fingers white around the wheel
Hearts forgetting how to feel
Tunnels permanently blocked
Wooden doors steadfastly locked
Hopeless, dreamless, zombie-like
Pounding in the golden spike
Absolute sincerity
Wallows in simplicity
Disaster looms up ahead
Patterns melt the tangled thread
Revolutionaries sway
Blinkers indicate the way
Arterial trends emerge
Widens an expansive urge
Switching lanes has come too fast
Now forgetting all the past
Exit sign soon arises
Throwing off all disguises
Speeding in direction shown
Eager not to be alone
Holy Time
there is only here and now
and the once was and the soon to be
the should be, the could be, the might be
joined together, past, present, and future
blending into seamless time
beginning at the beginning
stretching off into the eternity
marching in a straight line
from time before all records were kept
pointing to time unknown
dropped in, snuggled in, squeezed in
human beings alter the universe
irrevocably
jumping barriers
leaping across boundaries
in pursuit of dreams
quests for an unholy grail
chasing illusive butterflies of chance
that change predetermined destinies
altering time forevermore
some keeping meticulous track
of minutes
days
months
years
while others intentionally forget the done
glossing over the finished
as if brushing off flies
for by shedding the past
the future lies
untarnished
unblemished
shining bright as the star that led
the Magi to Bethlehem
in search of
the One who would be
the only here and now
The Meaning of Christmas
the angels sang a lullaby
the night that Christ was born
in chorus of sweet harmony
they sang upon that morn
the Magi came from far and wide
to worship at His feet
they knelt and prayed right by His side
and vowed of Him to speak
the shepherds gasped in awe and fear
for Christ had come that day
to bring a message all must hear
before they fall astray
a star shone bright up in the sky
above His tiny head
and peace to all it seemed to cry
while He slept snug in bed
and so, dear friends, let us all fall
upon our knees and pray
for we must answer Christ’s call
rejoice in Him today
A Mighty Hand
A mighty hand reached to the earth
and fingered fractured soil so fine
that particles of dust, no worth,
trickled like lonely sands of time.
Tears trickled through a curtain torn
showering grace as before the fall.
With tiny steps, the world reborn
trumpets in harmonious call.
New life springs forth with joyful cry
in clear and confidant voices.
As one all speak to beautify
their world of wondrous choices.
Rains poured upon the thirsty land
bringing relief from loneliness.
Blossoms burst forth upon demand
blanketing wanton carelessness.
No longer parched, the land doth give
joy-filled colors to open eyes,
and offers gifts so all may live
without sin and empty lies.
A mighty hand reached to the earth
and dug the enriched soil so fine
and sighed, for it had earned its worth,
erasing the mistakes of time.
Air
Precious air
Elixir of life
Sweetness inhaled
Through porous fibers
Seeping into the heart
Of evergreen forest
Blooming field
Star-blessed skies
Of mystery
Enlivening ideas
Spurring creativity
Accelerating motion
Vibrating thought
While in infancy
Yet morphing at
Incredulous speeds
When deprived of air,
We drown in our
Murky seas
Of misery
Swimming against the tide
Trying simply to stay afloat
Nose barely exposed
Drawing in the tiniest
Specks of air
Elixir of life
Precious air
Air
Many Long Years
My path wasn’t always paved with smooth stones.
The bumps and crags caused me to stumble,
To veer away from my God,
Thankfully not for long.
Life would be good for a while
I’d pass a difficult class,
Date a nice man
But then an obstacle would rise up
It’s not that I forgot how loving God could be,
Or that I lost faith in His love.
I’d get lost in my own drama
Thankfully not for long.
I’d forget to look up
And enjoy the blue sky above.
Be mesmerized by the clouds floating by
Instead, I’d plod along lost in my sadness
.
I thought I had no one to turn to.
No one who’d care if I bared my soul.
Not one single person who’d dry my tears.
Thankfully it didn’t last for long.
When my world fell apart, dragging me into the depths
I’d wallow in misery, tears washing my face,
Blocking my vision so completely
That no joy, no hope could penetrate.
But then something wonderful happened,
My husband-to-be entered my world
And everything changed.
Thankfully for a good, long time.
He was there to bolster me up when
Sadness weighed on my shoulders.
He was there when I felt incompetent,
Incapable of succeeding in whatever I chose to do.
He showed me the blue sky, the clouds drifting by.
He held my hand and made me feel loved.
Together we laughed and smiled.
Thankfully for a good, long time.
He brought God into my life.
Together we’d pray, attend Mass,
Take classes to be better parents.
Walk with me when the path got bumpy.
He changed my life in so many ways.
And still does, all these years later.
He’s shown me unconditional love.
Thankfully for a good, long time.
My Soul Doth Magnify the Lord
I never believed those words,
From a psalm we sing at church,
Applied to me.
I was the outcast
The odd one out
The unlovable one, according to my parents.
I held onto hope
That something would happen
To change my life’s circumstances
But my thoughts
Barely made a dent
In where I was going.
All it took was a glimpse
Of a future filled with love
A future with the man who’d become my husband.
He taught me love
Love of family and home
Love of God who, does indeed, take care of my soul.
My eyes were opened
For the first time.
I saw a person deserving of love
A person who was intelligent
Capable, loving, and full of ideas
My vision was realigned.
I knew now that I didn’t have to see everything
That I didn’t have to have all the answers\
My God would be there, helping me along the way.
The Lord is greater than any worries I might have.
He’s louder than negative thoughts that fill my brain
He’s so strong that my weaknesses fall away.
He brings me hope, love, faith in myself
Amplified through Him and my husband.
My soul, does indeed, magnify the Lord.
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