Hobbit Home?: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Moss covered home, formed from a tree, with door and windows three, Set my mind to wondering, “Just whose home could this be?” A hobbit might be happy here; t’would suit him to a tittle!…
Moss covered home, formed from a tree, with door and windows three, Set my mind to wondering, “Just whose home could this be?” A hobbit might be happy here; t’would suit him to a tittle!…
The widely-sung carol “The Twelve Days of Christmas” seems very secular. At first glance, it is about someone whose true love has given them a variety of strange and extravagant gifts over the course…
I am the gentle caress of the spring rainI am the reflection of a pondI am the ebb and flow of the tide revealing hidden treasuresI am the crest of the ninth waveI am the…
Author’s Note: This poem was inspired by the wonderful parish in which I grew up, Immaculate Conception in Union, Missouri. Lining the side walls of the church are eighteen stained glass windows, each depicting one…
The Princess rushed into the wood, still hoping that she could outrun,The burden of a marriage forced, before the dawning of the sun.The groom, a Prince, both harsh and cruel, would crush her lovely spirit,…
As the Holly King gives way to Oak King As winter gives way to the Hope of Spring Sister moon gives way to Brother Sun Inner reflection gives way to outward manifestations Come welcome the…
St. Edmund Campion first became a major part of my life when I was assigned to read Edmund Campion: Hero of God’s Underground by Harold C. Gardiner, S.J. I was in 4th Grade at the…
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