No Turning Back: A Star Wars Poem
I can’t turn back. But how I wish I could! I leave behind my sister, Who wonders why I go. I long to stay and hug her, Promise to keep her close, And never leave…
Month: August 2016
To the Muslim Community in the West: Thank You
I want to thank you for all that your predecessors have given, that you give, and that your descendants will give to humanity, for all the stories of your soul that have been molded by…
The Dagger of Durin: A Hobbit Story
Prince Thorin II of Erebor woke from a true nightmare. A shadow haunted the marble halls of his mountain city, extinguishing its golden lights and filling the hearts of his folk with sickness.…
Supreme Queen: The Coronation of the Blessed Virgin Mary
There were countless noble heads of state that walked upon this earth throughout the centuries and bore golden jeweled crowns to claim their sovereignty over a region, country, or even an immense empire. Yet…
To You Alone
To You alone, Beloved One, Do I open my mind; Your Wisdom, Love, and Light Ever to guard and to guide. To You alone, Beloved One, Do I open my heart; Your Compassion, Peace, and…
The West Wind Comes Walking: A Lord of the Rings Story
The little ones…the little ones were in danger… Boromir, still on his knees, clutches at the dead leaves around him, his thoughts turning from his desperation to claim the Ring for his father’s…
Morning Star
Who is this snowy-plumed dove? This heart so enflamed with love? Can she be the Mother of our Lord? This heart pierced by a sword? She is fairer than any flower Sh! Our lord calls…
Divine Time
By The Traveling Troubadour Word Count: 721 Rating: G (suitable for all audiences) Summary: A testimonial poem about a pilgrim's journey to the shrine of St. Philomena in Italy. In Your Divine Time, Lord, in…
Childhood Is a Kingdom: A Reflection on "The Wizard of Oz"
When I was a child, I read The Wizard of Oz over the course of a few days. I was eight years old and reading still made me feel accomplished. I read it…
The Feast of the Seeker
Hands carefully and tenderly holding a book Pages thick and full between fingers in Anticipation of what new kernels Of wisdom may be consumed Chewed upon and digested with Hopes of nourishing a hungry Soul.…