seven days of salvation

strangers grip palms, bond at bus stops grins by glory, pilgrims unite onward, hosannas and hellos true buzz on the street: whisper, plot, might centuries of destruction and war ring doom age the days of tension, hoping who can save us from our plight? bright spring moon, free, feasting friends wash feet; bread, wine multiply [...]

into the thick

I need to be in the in-between where the dirt and grime dark, light fill cracks break backs and help one know the timeless truth “I AM with you.”

Credo

Credo by Sister Sarah Hennessey i believe in a place (or time) where God’s love flows free i believe our reason on earth is to let God’s love flow like hot lava rushing through our crusts i believe in Christ as light and fire inside my ribcage i believe in creation’s perfect song already complete [...]

at 30

A triple feast day proclaims the goodness of God: a servant to the poor, Basil a chapel for Franciscans devoted to Mary, the mother of God and a combination of dreams and awe. I pause with amazement and praise. Abundance gathered in a year now proclaimed: infants in arms being a mother, Godmother I mean [...]

Poems For Corpus Christi

My Daily Bread   Will I grow old alone, a pitied spinster, the dried-up nun?   Can we grow young, Like the seaside, when your first Kiss taught me justice?   Elopement was never much of an option. A slow steady courtship has made me yours a thousand times.   My wine-soaked heart My lungs [...]

Easter Eucharist

frosted fresh cookie crumbs coat the painted tile ground icons of mysteries shatter the ugly fear shame sorrow pain that did eat the inside of my broken bruised beaten heart. Now, in my hands warm gooey dough still hot baked beauty blessed together we eat unite as the feast meets my cells and taste buds [...]

response

the lacy trees caress the breeze like solemn faces staring into eternity hoping to see, understand what is happening across the gray cloud cover a sudden clear message: time to, must stop cheering, chattering, sobbing over life lost and mission done stand together lean into the new Easter leaves and remember to be family listening [...]

a children’s story

We rise with sleep in our eyes.  We dance on the broken ground. We run to town to tell the news.  In the grave? Not there, no more! Somehow and someway, life has won. Easter morning has arrived. Hooray! Satan sees that God’s Truth teases.  Freedom lives. Love is power.  Peace redeems.  “Ha, take that!”  [...]

spring cracks

chaos splits colliding colors blossoms hold silence hope and truth because You remain “spring cracks” by Julia Walsh, FSPA

grounded haiku

  God-made man-made Truth breaking beauty into Love shared through Unity