WOUNDED BIRD

The Russian brute destroys lives By killing, by grief, by loss. Cities, towns, and villages Racked and ruined By soldier brutes who follow t...

Easy-care Flower Garden Pink Rose, white Rose, Old Roses ask for little. Autumn pruning tames the wildness. Lily-of-the-Nile, blue and white...

Yesterday, I'd written a few words about my state of mind and heart since my husband, Tom, died last year. This morning, I looked at my ...

I Want You Back! Tom, I want you back! Not sick, Not in pain, not far too thin. I want you back as you were, Not young, in your fi...

So Long so long is in the song and it's in the way you're gone but it's like a foreign language in my mind and maybe I w...

Each sunset is lovely In its own way, Except when the sky Is all colored in gray. The birdhouse collapsed On three sides of four. Ther...

Today is the 10th anniversary of the death of my sister Gayle. I still miss her. Frank, Donna, Gretchen, and Eric, I know you miss her, to...

While you were living     your life far away the ones left behind,     remembered in stray thoughts between grieving     and hints of ...

Our Lady of the Driveway O Mary of the Driveway, Broken like your city, Your head lies on the ground. A sorry sight, a sign, A s...

An Invitation - Marthe G. Walsh a villanelle call to prayer Let us talk with God, oh near friend of a friend, Surrender, together, in l...

Not silver bells Silver Knells (don’t take it too seriously … really) Marthe G. Walsh Hurry scurry, festive flurry,  with a holi...

On Being Asked To Write A Poem Against The War In Vietnam Well I have and in fact more than one and I'll tell you this too I wr...

Paul Baum - "Harvested Fields in a Flat Landscape" A hint of brown in the low cloud layer, dun they call it, light reflected...

September Midday Mass The tall old priest entered the half-lit sacristy, fresh from his usual Tuesday morning studies. The fair-hair...

Yesterday, the sky at sunset was so breathtakingly beautiful during my walk that it almost hurt; it was nearly too much.  I looked here a...

Ordinary (yet extraordinary) display at evening, But for sometimes obscuring clouds, Each sunset delights with colors gathered From ...

Off  Spring The trees held off longer than the daffodils buds anxious to burst bulging with the lingering  polar vortex induced  ...

Caravaggio - Supper at Emmaus Then he [Jesus] said to them, "Oh, how foolish you are, and how slow of heart to believe all that th...

MANFREDI, Bartolomeo The Denial of St Peter Simon Peter and another disciple followed Jesus. Since that disciple was known to the high...

A Pre-Easter Musing Just a mist of green at first, as if some seasonal Vestal fleeing the unwanted grasp of Old Man Winter had shed a vei...