Two Meditations in Verse by T.M. Moore
. Meditation 4 "Now our Lord bestowed great gifts through small means..." ---Homily on Our Lord (11) "Therefore, whether you...
Read moreDetails. Meditation 4 "Now our Lord bestowed great gifts through small means..." ---Homily on Our Lord (11) "Therefore, whether you...
Read moreDetails. My New New Year I’m shunning bards of lilt and kilt tonight. My cup o’ kindness guzzled dry by...
Read moreDetails. December 31 __Another year _Gasps out its dying breaths. __Oh, do not spare _Any further Death’s ___Swift hand _From...
Read moreDetails. A Creation Myth The curtain opens. A million violinsCrescendo. Trumpets blare. A single drumBeat booms. In perfect time, the...
Read moreDetails. Nordic Memories They rise with the dawn of fashion Their eyes for new booty are keen, To ride the...
Read moreDetails. Lines Written in a Time of Illness My body is weak, and this reflects my soul,Who baser pleasures is...
Read moreDetails. The Matters of Life With furrowed brow she knits away her troubles,Her wrinkled face so tight and drawn with...
Read moreDetails. Help! I Can’t Stop Speaking in Iambic! Help! I can’t stop speaking in iambic Pentameter! No matter what I...
Read moreDetails. On Learning of a Lover’s Death Your parting words were not exactly nice, But when I read the news...
Read moreDetails. The Blank-Page Stage I once embraced the blank-page stage, when words would somehow always rhyme, but now my brain...
Read moreDetails. Catching Up An hour passes in a second. A month goes by in just an hour. The rosy future...
Read moreDetails. 'Twas the Day After Christmas ‘Twas the day after Christmas. Mom went to the store To return all her...
Read moreDetails. Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming Every year I either compose new music for Christmas or create a new...
Read moreDetails. Ode to a Christmas Pudding O fragrant orb of dark and luscious depths Made with magic conjured every year...
Read moreDetails. Stars Voluble Profound and lightless silent night _Lay still with curtains closed. Into unspeaking dark the Word Descended from...
Read moreDetails. Christmas in Florida I watched him pass! St. Nick himself---Kris Kringle,Who hails from Buffalo, not the North Pole.He waved;...
Read moreDetails. A Present Unclaimed Under the tree is a present unclaimed Paper and ribbon and bows, good to go. Who...
Read moreDetails. Professional musician and SCP poet Jeff Eardley performs a medley of Christmas songs on his guitar. Merry Christmas from...
Read moreDetails. Make Room, He’ll Come In Have you spent much time wandering, feeling distressed,and upon your arrival, found no place...
Read moreDetails. Santa Claus Has Passed Away As is their custom every year, the Men’s Club promptly after class had half...
Read moreDetails. Love Broke Through Time On the first Christmas night Love broke through time With pain to Mary and her...
Read moreDetails. A Remarkable Day "He's God in human form!" whispers the crowd In motley clothes and groups of twos and...
Read moreDetails. A Christmas Eve Sestina “He who sings prays twice.” ---Saint Augustine The vagabond had too much Christmas cheer. He...
Read moreDetails. Jupiter Hammon’s Christmas Poem by Michael Curtis 1761 was a slow, yet interesting year for poetry. The imposter Macpherson...
Read moreDetails. Home for Christmas Beneath the sinking skies I ride, a traveler on his way, ...
Read moreDetails. The Story the Stars are Retelling ---to the tune of 'Sterling' When burdens are heavy and Christmas is near...
Read moreDetails. The Interview “Respect my grammar rules or else,” K said, “This interview will be extremely short. Or better yet,...
Read moreDetails. Dim and Not He carries one white candle in the space Beneath cathedral vaults. He has to hold His...
Read moreDetails. Be Still and Know . . . Gulls brawl over a chip and squawk. __Waves wash shell shards on...
Read moreDetails. Full Circle From age to age how long the fray’s been fought Tween those who seek the Truth on...
Read moreDetails. Song of the Sophist a pantoum I tiptoe past all that is true--- The facts never matter to me....
Read moreDetails. The Most Impactful Hate It’s fun now to listen to every Trump haterWho tries to explain how a racist...
Read moreDetails. Aubade: Composure The first light tints the eggshell walls From dimmest grey to violet, And light-spokes through the window’s...
Read moreDetails. The Lonely Sailor No sailor is so lonely __As one who rows alone Across the vast and battered seas...
Read moreDetails. A’sailin’ ‘Twould seem quite true I never was __the captain of this ship, though in my youth I did...
Read moreDetails. Come, Spring When by the winter cold we’re most oppressed, mere thoughts of spring’s arrival make us smile. We...
Read moreDetails. The Wreath Circle of green— What does it mean? Never ending, Ever bending. It’s hope that’s vernal And faith...
Read moreDetails. Intersubjective Bootstrap If all life is a dream, is it your dream or mine? __And why should our two...
Read moreDetails. Journalists Live in a Fantasy World If you like fiction, then turn on the news. You will hear journalists...
Read moreDetails. Let’s Just Say A friend of ours was asked by some reporter how he viewed the war his only...
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