Covered by Snow
How long does it take to write a poem? If it’s a good one, then it takes quite a while. If it’s the one below … then about half an … Continue Reading Covered by Snow
Who Cares
Two reflections in one day? Seems like I was really into my rosary meditations in the summer of 2003, with this one and the one I posted last week both … Continue Reading Who Cares
Beloved
Have you ever received a letter like the one that came to me, written below? Perhaps one was sent to you, but you never opened it.… My Beloved One, My … Continue Reading Beloved
Donna: Poet, Cheerleader and Friend
As I wrote in my previous post, Donna Marie DeGuglielmo was my friend, who’s passing on November 19, 2021 has affected me more than I would have imagined. Sometimes, you … Continue Reading Donna: Poet, Cheerleader and Friend
Who Is Donna DeGuglielmo?
I hadn’t expected her passing to affect me as much as it has. After all, we never met in person. It was her need for me, or what I perceived … Continue Reading Who Is Donna DeGuglielmo?
In the Depths of Winter
Ice crystals of fear at the edges of my heart, a cold chill blows through me; the heavy burden of sorrow snows down, thick, relentless, numbed and blinded by storm … Continue Reading In the Depths of Winter
December 31, 1999
I thought it might be fun to ring in this new year with a poem that I wrote on the eve of the new millennium. No partying like it was … Continue Reading December 31, 1999
Light in the Midst of Darkness
What is one human being? A baby is born into the world in the dead of night. The stabled animals nearby barely notice, and the travelers sleeping overhead have absolutely … Continue Reading Light in the Midst of Darkness
The Advent Wreath
Waxen pillars tipped with fire in a ring of evergreen; like our souls, the flames lift higher with our prayers to God unseen. Remember, remember in the bleak of December… Waiting … Continue Reading The Advent Wreath
Inside Out: Advent Week One
Do you ever feel like you’re inside out? Or like the world is? This Advent, I’d like to explore the theme of “light in the midst of darkness.” So I … Continue Reading Inside Out: Advent Week One
Unborn
We all begin in mystery. When I was smaller than the period at the end of this sentence, my life’s story began. All that I cosmically and genetically am was … Continue Reading Unborn
The Best Laid Plans: Memoir Update
“The best laid plans of Mice and Men often go awry,” so says the poet Robert Burns,[i] with whom I heartily agree. The plan I laid at April’s ending had … Continue Reading The Best Laid Plans: Memoir Update
Blighted
“The blight’s takin’ her slow, limb by limb,” said the man with the saw, flanneled arms crossed, looking at the pear tree with its hard and gnarled fruit, some naked, … Continue Reading Blighted
Who You Are
What words cannot tell nor images show… No fragrance, no strain of music, no touch can hold on to what I know… You… You, my Lord… You. With that little … Continue Reading Who You Are
Rooted
Rooted. A nice way of saying “stuck.” This tree is stuck, it cannot move unless a force shall blow, or chop, it down dead. Never roaming to distant lands, or … Continue Reading Rooted
Patient
Note the patience of a violet who, when heavy with bee, droops and bows and nearly breaks, as the strange creature bumbles deep within; brought low to the ground, she … Continue Reading Patient
Christina Chase 