Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Drops of Blood




Drops of blood fall on the table
She puts the needle and fabric down, and puts on a band-aide
Her third one for the night
It’s late
She’s practically seeing double
Stopping isn’t an option
Her daughter needs the dress for her recital in the morning
She’s a mother
Her job is to insure her daughter has all she needs
She’ll be thanked for the dress
Not the time
She looks at the clock, 1:00am
Eight more hours till the recital

Monday, April 1, 2019

Beautiful Girl





I’ve been told I’m a child of God
I’ve also been told I ain’t nothing special
Some days I don’t know who to believe
My birthday’s in a week
I’ll be eight
Mama asks me what I want
She don’t look to happy when I told her I want a pretty blond haired doll
Please. Please. Please.
She takes a big gulp from her coffee mug and sends me to bed
I know she had other ideas and there wasn’t no use trying to get her to change her mind
When my birthday came
Mama got me a book of fairy tales and a doll that looked like me
The doll was pale with bright orange hair and freckles painted on her nose
The orange hair made her look ugly
I was upset and angry until Mama read me the card that came with it.
My sweet Agatha
I made this doll for you, and just like you she’s beautiful in every way.
Your smile brightens my days. Your laughter fills my world with joy.
Go out and spread joy to the world,
Love, Mama

Friday, March 15, 2019

A Pair of Shoes


Black shoes sit by the fire in the hopes that they will be warm for me on the morrow.
Black shoes that are torn, the souls practically nonexistent
It’s November and they have to last another month in the coal mines.
This coming Christmas will be like last year’s
I’ll cough a cough that honey can’t seem to soothe as I sip tea
My wife will praise our Lord for the many blessings He has bestowed on us
She’ll thank me for my shabby offering of dull cotton fabric
I will open up a box of coal black shoes

Shoes that will see more underground than the village
Shoes that will pinch my feet and give me sores
Shoes that will be an embarrassment by Easter Sunday
Shoes that will wear out before year’s end.

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Little Miracle

My sweet baby how I love you
Words I tell my darling girl
My gift from God
How I feared her arrival
How frightened I was to be a mother
As I hold her close to my heart
Rocking her in my arms
My heart swells
Do I deserve such a precious gift from My Lord?
I close my teary eyes and thank Jesus for this miracle of life

Saturday, January 12, 2019

Looking Through God's Eyes

What do you see?
Nothing
Look closer
Nothing
You are blind
No
Try to see with the eyes of God
Impossible
Try
Imagine
What do you see now?
Beauty
That's how God sees you.

Saturday, November 24, 2018

Hear my Prayers

The rosary is heavy in my hand
Each new day the weight increases
Still, I pray
I try to concentrate on the mysteries
Sometimes I succeed, but often I fail
My Lord, You seem so far away from me
Have You abandoned your lowly servant?
Please my Lord, hear my prayers

Sunday, October 21, 2018

Dark Times

These are dark times
You hear it out on the street
The marginals leave in droves
Their hearts weren't really into it
The faithful remain and march together with their beaded weapon in hand
Prayers are shouted from the rooftops
The darkness has only made them stronger