Stainless Steel There is a perception, That Jesus’ conception Is the Feast on December the eighth. But such, is deception,…
Author Hilary McRee Flanery
Winter Morn A very pale Blue slate-gray, A puff of Powdered cloud. Glassed-limbs crackle Stiff with age Then snap -…
Christmas Let the poor have Santa Claus, Let the rich, a cruise, Let the rest have what they want But…
The Mule Purple, purple, Purple, pink, In evergreen The candles sink. Candle’s age? One thousand yeared, With four four-thousand ‘Fore…
The Wait November ends Winter pretends She’s harsher than We think. She blows us to Mass Where ringed in green…
The Thanking Day With prayer, I start the Thanking Day, At dawn, I kneel, Te Deum, pray. I dress for…
The Roast Beef Hour Cloth of cream China plate Crystal vases Decorate. Blossoms orange Mums of yellow Autumn eve A…
De Profundis Every Sacrament I could… Immersed my soul In graces good. Every penance That I uttered In fear and…
YES, I KNOW NOVEMBER (for All Soul’s Day) Yes, I know November The tolling of the bell, The whispers of…
Pierre’s Pockets The beginning of Wisdom Is Fear of the Lord, So Wisdom with age? I’ve seen no accord. So…