Flowers in My Garden (by A Mother) Am I allowed to mourn my child who was never born? The one…
Browsing: Poetry
A Child My Choice Let folly praise that fancy loves, I praise and love that Child Whose heart no thought,…
Agony in the Garden The ivory orb lit up the quiet garden, In the place where the young man prayed.…
One I Knew… One I knew Cursed death As if it were a figure in a hood A skeleton and…
Moved by Grace When I was 32 days shy of nine, my parents moved us. Away from the brilliant green…
In His Place VIII Women in your wayward weeping Shed the tears that I am keeping. Let them fall like…
A Few Words on the Soul (Translated by Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh) We have a soul at times. No…
Forgive Me The old tangled bramble Stretched thorny arms one spring, Reflected on his gnarled life… Do I regret anything?…
Full Circle The waves seem to beckon to me as I lie in the glistening sand and ponder…
Agony Praying in a garden, Leaning on a rock I know that Pilate’s soldiers Are going to torture and mock.…