tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-307952432024-03-18T08:49:07.623-07:00To the Russian PoetsTo the Russian poets and all poets;the shimmering, undefeated "cloud of witnesses" who conveyed at great cost the connecting idea between Heaven and earth. And most of all, to the poet from the former Soviet Union who, dying, in prison, wrote his final poem in his own blood on the wall: the single word, "Hope". Whole-hearted To the Triune God in memory of Mary Adalyn Young- Douglas.
Copyright 2006-2023, U.S. and International Copyright all rights reserved by Mary Angela Douglasm. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.comBlogger5405125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-45438329384309805702024-03-18T08:48:00.000-07:002024-03-18T08:48:16.929-07:00TO THE DAYS, THE DEAR DAYS THEY SAID<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>TO THE DAYS, THE DEAR DAYS THEY SAID<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To the days, the dear days they said then<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>No longer say, the dear days beyond recall<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I direct my wistful scrawl on a curiously<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Vintage page and wonder where the sentiment has gone<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>From modern verse, who banished it or carried it away<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And the people bringing posies in a twilight hour<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Lingering in the evening with the moon beyond bright<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Disclosed then only its silver in poetry no longer read<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In ghostly music and refrains<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That used to live on earth and do not now resound, remain<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In current consciousness, hold sway pearl by pearl<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And have we lost that way of being in the world<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Directed to friends or sweethearts with kind esteem<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Fully at home beneath the oak trees of former reminiscence.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Is there anything left of reminiscence<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I ask my soul as twilight unfolds the blossoming night<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Still to us so fragile if we still had the way<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To apprehend it all, being oh so past that now<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>O take at any rate this small bouquet of mignonette<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>You who<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>for aeons are proud to be instead<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Statistical, numerical, somewhat engineered.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And truly though alive on earth, still dead.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 18 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-85805840205564651422024-03-18T04:40:00.000-07:002024-03-18T04:40:54.562-07:00TO THE BLUE OF EARLY MORNING THAT FADES TO LAVENDER<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>TO THE BLUE OF EARLY MORNING THAT FADES TO LAVENDER<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To the blue of early morning that fades to lavender<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>How often I have seen your blended colours<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And tried to write in blue upon the slate of myself<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That mystical light, using broken crayons<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Even as a child half dreading school<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Leaving home again<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What lunch shall be packed<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Not to feel so exiting<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>from the warm and snug<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>fleece of sleep<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Why, the same<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In a plaid thermos, tomato soup<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In a plaid lunchbox a peanut butter and banana sandwich<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We shall eat these on another planet<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And not feel repaired until the school bus home<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Arrives.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 18 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-18190390508478656202024-03-17T23:41:00.000-07:002024-03-17T23:41:12.467-07:00YOUR FACE<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>YOUR FACE<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>May your face, shine before the Lord<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And be protected from lies<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>From allure, may it shine pure as a star<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Yet adamant<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Repelling evil and the glint of the gorgeous<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And deceiving<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>May it be a mirroring pond<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>\Where the trees reflect themselves transparently<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In newly sprung green<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Where the blue skies rehearse<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Their lack of clouds, and roselike grace<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>May it be a hindrance to the foes<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>of guilelessness, of high regard<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>An emblem, of the soul<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of the courage of lions.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 18 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-22062696755798749062024-03-17T20:37:00.000-07:002024-03-17T20:37:07.502-07:00MIME<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Why was I ever</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Certain of this</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That knowing the right word</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Would unlock the world</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Would guarantee human understanding</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We weren’t reading from the same dictionaries</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We were piecing things together</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>As if the language were made of rags</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Or speaking in pictographs at the circus</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of our own choosing</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>On the surface of everything a million clowns</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>How have the seas relinquished their depths</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I anguish in a thousand dreams</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Gesturing with seashell hands.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 17 march 2024</b></span></p><div><br /></div>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-64247476273253536632024-03-17T17:05:00.000-07:002024-03-17T17:05:50.932-07:00SORTING THINGS OUT<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Sorting things out in the kingdoms of imagination</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Surely the paths will brighten again<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The lilac bloom and the stars appear<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Where once there were stones.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Where once there were stones<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And the heart grew heavy with them<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Let there now be radiance.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Where once there was chaos<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Let now the lilies bloom.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 17 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-64900982596623268352024-03-17T13:24:00.000-07:002024-03-17T13:25:26.666-07:00I WANT TO REST THE REST ELYSIAN<p><b style="font-family: courier;"> </b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I WANT TO REST THE REST ELYSIAN</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><br /></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I want to rest the rest elysian<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To scatter the flowers as if they were stars<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To go to sleep in a universe of flowers<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To be reprieved from wars and calamaties<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>From gossip, from who is right<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In the menial fight<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I want to listen to the Holy Ghost<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Pale green<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To find my Home.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To live Unseen.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 17
march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-10225145292026232012024-03-17T06:27:00.000-07:002024-03-17T06:28:05.927-07:00LIKE THE WIND<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>LIKE THE WIND<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Pass as the wind passes by<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All of the things that make you cry<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All of the silences turned to glass<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All of the heartaches you thought had passed<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Leave like the wind through the sighing trees<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Flee, from the coming storm.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Mary angela douglas 17 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-40662844617986002602024-03-17T01:34:00.000-07:002024-03-17T01:35:47.085-07:00ALL THINGS BEAUTIFUL BEYOND REGRET<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>ALL THINGS BEAUTIFUL BEYOND REGRET<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In the greenwood of song<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>took up residence<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In the long shade of <o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>My catholic springs<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And wondered to myself<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And sang unto myself<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>About all things<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All things beautiful beyond regret<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The things my heart could not forget<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I did not reprise the news<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Except the news the poets told of old<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That beauty is always perishing<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>But not, in the soul.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Not the message that the cafes wanted to hear<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In this late hour and yet it’s still<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The greening of the year.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 17 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-64874709854758768102024-03-16T13:16:00.000-07:002024-03-16T13:16:01.321-07:00HOW MUCH I WANTED TO FIND A BOOK<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>HOW MUCH I WANTED TO FIND A BOOK<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>How much I wanted to find a book<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Entitled something like<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What to do in case you are surrounded by dragons<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>It seemed to me as life wore on<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>There certainly was more and more of a need<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For such self help instruction<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In vain I looked for it<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I thought maybe I will write it myself<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>But I knew if I even started to put one word down<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The whole tribe of them would be after me.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>So I just prayed.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Im here Lord;surrounded again by dragons.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>They’re sleeping now.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Thank You.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Mary angela douglas 16 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-40862223881451256312024-03-16T10:16:00.000-07:002024-03-16T10:16:49.144-07:00NOT EVERYTHING IS UNDER SIEGE<p><b><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></b></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><b><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></b></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">NOT EVERYTHING IS UNDER SIEGE<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Not everything is under siege<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">In every particular moment<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Breathe, even the temporary peace<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Inside will quell the sorrows that abide<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Believe.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Not everything is under siege<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Think of rainbows, clouds gone by<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">When the moon is riding high<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Green leaf, red leaf floating by<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Think of moments of repose<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Much praised, the glory of the rose<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Though petals scatter much abides<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">For a moment, close your eyes and see:<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">Not everything is under siege.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family: courier;">mary angela douglas 16 march 2024<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-22485879136440469112024-03-16T06:39:00.000-07:002024-03-16T06:39:56.703-07:00SATURDAYS LATE 1950S LITTLE ROCK<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>SATURDAYS LATE 1950S IN <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>LITTLE ROCK<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Saturday feeling, lawnmower sounds<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Scent of the cut grass<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Dog barking rounds<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Pitcher of lemonade beading and pink<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Give you a quarter for all that you think<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Homework not done yet<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And nobody cares<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Morning chores finished<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We take to the air<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Riding our bikes around<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Round the block square<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Blue is the distance<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>As if its forever<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>How can I from my heart<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Saturdays sever.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>nary angela douglas 16 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-54328456473308865732024-03-16T04:06:00.000-07:002024-03-16T04:06:35.555-07:00TO THE CONVENT IN HEAING DISTANCE OF MY CHILDHOOD<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>TO THE CONVENT IN HEARING DISTANCE OF MY CHILDHOOD<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Bells on the wind<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The zinnias at their height<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Fuchsia and orange<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Are my delight<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Violet, magenta<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>My heart ascends<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Dreaming of summer prayers<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Bright on the wind<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Canticle summer<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Green as the sea<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>First intimations<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of eternity<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Long will I think of you<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Far beyond time<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Catching the glint of you<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In my latter rhyme.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 16 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-60283366460287657872024-03-16T00:30:00.000-07:002024-03-16T00:30:30.398-07:00WE ARE MORE<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>WE ARE MORE<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Its festooned its festive<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Why am I unaccountably sad<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Its décor, fantastic<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And yet I still feel bad<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Because the inner house is crying<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And the inner house was glad<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>But the inner house is dying<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And it isn’t just a fad<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To say the heart within us<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Is the point of all of this<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Or else we’ve reached our limits<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And we just don’t get the gist<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We are more than mere consumers<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We are more than can be thought<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We are more than popping culture<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Can assume its sold and bought.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 16 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-79639314985235406292024-03-15T19:40:00.000-07:002024-03-15T19:41:39.506-07:00IN CERTAIN LIGHTS<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In certain lights, perhaps the lights of jewelers</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>what if our words were prisms</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And cast all colours in the air</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In radiant bands</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And I would say to you perhaps a word of indigo</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>A feeling of deep green on rose</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And colours would be our language</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And glittering light</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And we would never be misunderstood </b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Or misunderstand</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Aware of everything as if in the Dream Time</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>As language and light would be as one.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 15 march 2024</b></span></p><div><br /></div>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-61746153879117486392024-03-15T06:39:00.000-07:002024-03-15T06:39:25.265-07:00I WANT TO SING OF THE WHITE GOLD OF THE SUN<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I want to sing of the white gold of the sun</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of the early chill of spring and of the intense green<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And of saints like candle flames refreshed<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We shall be in every cell, alive<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Remembering the imprint of the Lord<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That we are in his image cast<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>A casting more than of our shadow selves<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And myrtle and orange blossom and lily and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>asphodel<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And all the flowers we cannot spell enough<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Into our blind being blinded by Glory<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Spill over into the hidden sanctuaries of the earth.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 15 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-43885150162894741072024-03-15T03:32:00.000-07:002024-03-15T03:32:55.603-07:00IN MY MIND AND WITH PLUMAGE FINE<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>IN MY MIND AND WITH PLUMAGE FINE<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In my mind and with plumage fine<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Sometimes I see the ghosts of noble people<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Gleaming a moment by the stair<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Shedding a tear in the twilight turning<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Every evening sky I know<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Into the place where they will go;<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Vanish, melt like Shakespeare’s players<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Leaving me to ponder <o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Their mute gestures at the edge of Time.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 15 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-47111731213094221402024-03-15T01:47:00.000-07:002024-03-15T01:47:01.358-07:00YOU SHOULD KNOW<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>YOU SHOULD KNOW<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>You should know<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I said to myself in a somewhat sleepless night<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Even though you slumber not<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And thoughts are fraught<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Like false alarms<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Somewhere the aurora borealis lives<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And crickets sing themselves to sleep<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Small animals burrow<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The stars sing over the wide prairies<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And in the morning<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The skies will be filled with the colours<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of wild roses and iris.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 15 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-77154268945598995882024-03-14T13:43:00.000-07:002024-03-14T13:43:48.186-07:00IT ALWAYS HAPPENS THIS WAY<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>IT ALWAYS HAPPENS THIS WAY<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>It always happens this way<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Whenever dreams start to snow<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The air grows filmy and bright<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And the trees always know<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That brightness awaits them<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Softness, a singing and silence<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And then<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The world that is crowding us too much<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Disappears again.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>How I would wish to call it at will<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All of the beauty that makes us so still<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All of the fleece on the winter hill<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>the silver bell shining that fills me.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Mary angela douglas 14 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-11722211816601163822024-03-14T04:14:00.000-07:002024-03-14T04:14:47.715-07:00WHAT WE ARE LOSING<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>WHAT WE ARE LOSING<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What we are losing<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Is a certain way of looking at the world<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>At art and music<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>At grace, at one another and ourselves<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What we are losing cannot be replaced<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Perhaps our souls<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The souls of everything are at stake<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I really think so<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In my dreams the cathedrals<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Keep falling into the sea.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And I weep.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Fishing out God by moonlight<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 14 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-62021116548681379982024-03-14T02:27:00.000-07:002024-03-14T02:30:38.890-07:00WHAT BEAUTIFUL SCENES HAVE DISAPPEARED<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>WHAT BEAUTIFUL SCENES HAVE DISAPPEARED<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What beautiful scenes have disappeared<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>From the children’s books<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I remember light like cream arising<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Over colorful houses<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And sprites and goblins both<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Their winged blessings bestowed.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The cheerful roads that ran<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Through the small green hills<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The coral branching sun<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And the text said children the world<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Is full of possibilities, woven of wonders<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Where traffic never snarls<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And the skies are bluer than blue<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And Sundays always peaceful.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Now they have given children the ashes to eat</b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The fear of melting glaciers in their sleep<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The prosaic in mashed potato mouthfuls.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And for dessert, doom and gloom.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Excavate the books before<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The ones where stories were glorious<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And buttery sunshine streamed<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Endlessly<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>While we brought Mother wild roses.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Home from school.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 14 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-88854421488052586592024-03-13T20:17:00.000-07:002024-03-13T20:17:15.253-07:00SILVER IN THE RAINS, CANDLE IN THE DARK<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>SILVER IN THE RAINS, CANDLE IN THE DARK<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We are wearing ourselves out on trivialities<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We who were made in God’s image<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Who bear the clock of life within us<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The possibility of mirroring<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>All the beauty of the earth<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And answering it back<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In even a whisper<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I an made of trees of the green and blue of everything<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>You have made, of light<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of air, of all that glitters on the waters<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>And bud like any blossom<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Again and again like a music repeated<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>That is cherished<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I am your daughter<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I do not forget that.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I cannot forget that.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Lord God.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Made for infinity<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Happy as apple blossom<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Or lark.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Silver in the rains<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Candle in the dark.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 13 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-89290497740384745732024-03-13T20:03:00.000-07:002024-03-13T20:03:55.633-07:00TO THE LORD GOD WITH GREAT HAPPINESS<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>So wonderful we can live for You</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b><o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>If that is what we choose to do<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>No disaster can change that<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>No calamity rearrange that.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Nothing can keep us from your Power<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To alter things within the hour<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To shine a light on what to do<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>When things are slipping far from view<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>There is, there is no Friend like You.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 13 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-86042385058878930682024-03-13T14:47:00.000-07:002024-03-13T14:47:03.545-07:00WE ARE THE SUM OF WHAT WE CAN'T EXPRESS<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>WE ARE THE SUM OF WHAT WE CAN’T EXPRESS<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>We are the sum of what we can’t express<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Always second guessed and second guessing<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Taking in the news always being used<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>By whoever is trying to sell us something<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What if we just fade away<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>From the news we heard today<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>From the trends we cannot understand<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Look at starlight whirling there<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Change the locks on all despair<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Listen to the quiet where <o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Nothing is required of us.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Especially our wearying opinions.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 13 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-86061869774675797622024-03-13T06:08:00.000-07:002024-03-13T06:09:01.146-07:00FOR THE BREEZE NEWLY MINTED, FOR THE SUN JUST COINED<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>FOR THE BREEZE NEWLY MINTED, FOR THE SUN JUST COINED<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For the breeze newly minted<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For the sun, just coined<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For the unaccountable bridge<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Suddenly appearing, over the flood plains<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>How can I not thank you God<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For the blue of skies remembered<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For the orchid winds as well<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>the lilies that consoled me<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In the hour of distress<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Their perfume on the air<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>I could never explain.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>For the strength for what remains<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To emerge from all sorrow<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Shining as if after long interminable rains<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To rest in the aftermaths<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>To soar over fear<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Even, like a small bird<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Singing. darting<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>from the bramble bushes<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Of an insignificant dream:<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>May all pain<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Transform itself into infinite beauty.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Mary angela douglas 13 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></o:p></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30795243.post-87806051916007343662024-03-12T16:47:00.000-07:002024-03-12T16:47:50.373-07:00WHAT IS NO LONGER IMPORTANT<p><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>WHAT IS NO LONGER IMPORTANT<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>What is no longer important<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>In the catalogue of things to remember<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Let me easily forget<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>But keep: stars, winds, seas, infinity…<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Small green leaves, mica<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Blue skies in my pocket<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Afternoons free<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>The absence of arguments<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Rain in the background of old movies<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>My solemn vows.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>mary angela douglas 12 march 2024<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><br /><p></p>m. d.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10478697091392878302noreply@blogger.com0