Saturday, December 28, 2019

Holy Innocents

Every five minutes you can hear a woman screaming
And a man pleading
With a dead husband you are desperate
The son at your breast is all you have
Wrapping him close to you
So close you fear you may break one of his bones
All that's left is to run
Run and pray your son will be spared

Tuesday, December 24, 2019

Night of His Birth

Before you are the gates of Bethlehem
The journey is nearly over
And your time is fast approaching
Joy engulfs the heart
The tiny baby that blessed your womb will soon be your arms
There is no fear that you and your husband will have no place to stay
God will provide
You belly moves
A star shines brightly overhead
Joseph it is time

Friday, December 13, 2019

Sweet Bread

My hands grow tired from kneading the dough
Over and over I ask Mama Mary to pray for me
The sweet bread has to be right

The house is dark
The sweet bread Mama made is waiting for me
In my white dress, red sash, and a wreath with candles on my head
I wake the house up and deliver sweet bread to my parents and my brother

This is the first year without Mama
St Lucy was her patron saint and on her feast day it became our mini Christmas
I miss her so
The house is dark, the only light, candles
The sweet bread has to be right

Friday, December 6, 2019

St Nicholas Day

St Nicholas Day
Coin chocolates and oranges in shoes
My favorite day
The only day I was guaranteed a gift 

Thursday, November 21, 2019

Presentation of Mary

The child freshly bathed lay in a basket
Her mother finds her clothes and proceeds to dress her
With every garment she prays that her child will be pleasing to the Lord
For the mother is old with hair of grey
The energy that was once in abundance is fading
There will be no other child to bless her womb
When the sandals are fastened
She whispers her last pray
My Lord, please accept into your arms my child. May she serve you all her days.

Tuesday, October 22, 2019


Hail Mary, full of grace

Mary, pray for your children desperately seeking for what only your Son can provide.

Monday, October 14, 2019

Sun Dance

In the pouring rain I stood
As a nonbeliever
The clouds above, dark brooding
Three small children promised the lady would come
Time moved slowly
Frustration brimmed at the surface
I decided to go home
Dry off
Read the paper
Once my watch reached the bottom of my pocket
The rain stopped
Clouds parted to make room for the sun
In that miraculous moment
The sun danced
It looked like a child's toy in the sky
The belief that had been long gone returned
My ties replaced with the collar
The pocket watch replaced with the Rosary
My cynicism replaced with joy for Our Lady

Wednesday, October 2, 2019


St Raphael take my need and my loved ones need for healing and lift it up to God

St Michael give me strength to protect my loved ones

St Gabriel help me speak truthfully and compassionately

My Knots

I take my string with knots to the queen
Only she can untie them
There's a knot for fear
A knot for anger
A knot for believing I know best
The most difficult one is the knot for serving only me
I watch the queen skillfully untie each knot
She smiles sweetly at me
When she is done, she hands the string back to me
I timidly take the string again
The queen knows I will come again
And welcomes my return

Sunday, September 15, 2019

Our Lady of Sorrows

He said your heart would be pierced with a sword
You kept those words and pondered on them
Hoping all would be well
Then your baby was ripped from you
To all he was a man
To a mother he is the baby you once held at your breast
The sword indeed pierced your heart
As you saw your baby beaten, humiliated, and hung on a cross

Thursday, September 5, 2019

Memorial Mass for Mother Teresa

Today on the feast day of St Teresa of Calcutta, I am reminded of the memorial mass I attended for her in London 22 years ago. This mass, celebrated by Cardinal Hume was truly Spirit filled. I remember kneeling on marble for nearly half an hour and the marble feeling like a cloud. I remember the breathtaking incense and the peaceful silence. Anytime I get bored at mass, my thoughts go back to that glorious London night where I truly got a taste of heaven.

St Teresa of Calcutta pray for us.

Tuesday, September 3, 2019

St Gregory the Great

At the tender age of 16 in a small Catholic High School, I was introduced to Gregorian chant. I immediately fell in love with this soothing musical form. Today, we celebrate St Gregory the Great. Gregorian chant is named after him. Below is a link for the music. As you listen, close your eyes and let the Holy Spirit speak to you.

Monday, September 2, 2019

Thoughts on Labor Day

So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.” - 1 Corinthians 10:31 (NIV)

Thursday, August 29, 2019

Martyrdom of John the Baptist

Today the Church celebrates the martyrdom of John the Baptist. May we always be willing to give our life for Christ.

Wednesday, August 28, 2019

St Augustine of Hippo quote

"You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they rest in you."
                 St Augustine of Hippo


Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Saint Monica

Today is the feast day of Saint Monica. She is the mother of Saint Augustine, Doctor of the Church. What sets her apart is the endless hope she possessed. In the 4th century of North Africa, Monica was raised a christian, but was married to a pagan. Her husband believed her faith and charities were ridiculous. Her mother-in-law was cantankerous. Monica's beloved son lived a life of sin. Instead of being a difficult daughter-in-law or nagging wife and mother she chose a better way. She prayed and fasted for the conversion of her loved ones. She prayed and fasted for years. How many tears she must have shed. Our Lord did not abandon her. Her husband and mother-in-law became christian. Augustine, her son became a great saint.
We live in a world of instant gratification, and waiting seems impossible. How many times have I heard God's time not ours? How many times have I failed to see the wisdom in this?

Saint Monica pray for us that we may always learn to trust in God's perfect timing.

Monday, August 26, 2019

Our Lady's Slipper: Prayer/ Poetry/ and the Saints

As a unwed pregnant mother, Mary willingly and enthusiastically went to her cousin Elizabeth so she could be there in her time of need. I love this story. Elizabeth asks Mary how could the mother of her Lord come to see her. Mary loves all of her children and wants to help us. In the past several years I have experienced deep depression and a profound sense of loneliness. I have found that praying the rosary has helped me tremendously. I would like to encourage those few that have glanced at this blog to consider making the sign of the cross and discover or rediscover the mysteries. I will still post a poetry piece every Friday, but most days I will concentrate on prayer, the saints and words of encouragement for those that need it. I have asked God to bless this blog and those who join me in this celebration of Our Lady.

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?
Look closer
You are blind
Try to see with the eyes of God
What do you see now?
That's how God sees you.