Monthly Archives: March 2019
All a kind of manna
First it snows blossoms,
then it snows hail,
then it snows snow
Helvoirt 1
All my worthless dying
Not to myself, just dying.
Houseboats and blossoms
Questions for Paul
When did you think,
when did you know,
and what did you see in the sky?
In loving memory of Fr. Paul Minnihan (1966-2019), who became truly the man God wanted him to be.
Optic
The mist you’re in
is light on the dirt
on my own window.
I’d clear if it I could,
to see you as you are.
Intent
The superior life above
Two lines of birds,
two helicopters circling
seeking
the accomplice?
of the wanton killer,
and a lone jetliner
leaving our fair town