Haiku: Memories of a Time Before

 Memories of a Time Before

Recalling magick
Sipping sherry and writing
Ripped out emotions

The children sleeping
Night birds sing eerie fortunes
Prophecies in wine

Beneath the full moon
They danced innocent, thankful
A life of promise

A chalice lifted
Honoring their ancestors
Honey bread and mead

In darkness I prayed
Begging for inspiration
No more loneliness

Where the offerings
Poured out upon hallowed ground
Thirst of the gods, quenched

2016 National Poetry Month Poem Nineteen of Thirty: Ninety-Two

I pray in English
Old man speaks only Spanish
He beams with Glory

© 4.19.16

Prayer Poem: Reflection

Pondering the passage of time
The moments left empty, or forgotten
Considering flights of youthful fancy,
Giving thanks for this day, each day,
A gift of Presence, unexpected, holy
Sweet mystery of life, take me
Unaware, bring me to angels
Show me Your face in the eyes
Of others whose fanciful youth
Led them away; help me give them
Something to eat, something to drink
For they are hungry, thirsty, empty
May my hands be Your hands,
My feet Your feet; my heart Your heart
That it may break, not at my own emptiness,
but at the empty cup
Of my sister, my brother, my friend
Help me to fill it with Your Holy Spirit
To bring refreshment to parched lips
And glorious song to lonely hearts
This I ask You, as I ponder my
Unworthiness and know that in You,
Even I am made worthy to fill Your cup

Amen

Poem: Time Spent Cloistered

Poem: Grotto

When there is no
Other shelter,
There is God
Wrapped about, invisible
Grotto, place
Of safe worship
Silence, wordless
Prayer
and there...
....in the midst
in the mist...
She kneels, her
Prayers upholding
Mine, her
Tears mingling
With mine, each
Prayer a bead
Each bead a
Stone, each stone
A wall between
My needs and
The buffeting winds
Of uncertainty

(c) 25 November 2012