Our Lady of Walsingham
~ by Mack Hall O how beautiful is Our Lady Queen! Queen of our hearts and hopes, and of the May, Sweet Empress over forest, down, and dene, and happy Sunrise over the pilgrim’s way.…
Category: Original Poetry
Rocks Around the Sun
~ by Hannah Skipper Men are from Mars. Women are from Venus. That’s why they have to be separated by Earth. Jupiter is named for the Roman king of the gods. His Greek counterpart is…
Intergalactic Haikus
~ by the Staff of Fellowship & Fairydust Jamison Noenickx In the BeginningCosmic microwave backgroundAfter a Big BangGod created theprotoplanetary disksbirthed solar systems Earths, formless and voidPlanetesimal building blockscrashing and dancing Stellar eclipsesAnd God…
A Promise in the Name of the Saints
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall [For Brother Columba and Brother JosephAbbey St. Joseph, Covington, Louisiana. “He will make his promise in the name of the saints whose relics lie there, and to the abbot.” -…
A Hubley Toy Fire Truck
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall A Boy’s happy Christmas in the long agoMiss Dee found it in an old house she boughtPot metal with the paint peeling awayWire axles and rubber tires that still roll…
A Little Child Dancing in Prison
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall But it’s not a prison; it’s a unit(Euphemisms make everything all better)The morning sun rising above the fogSparkles merrily on bright razor wire (more…)
What Can We Do About the Violence?
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall They may break our bodies…but they need not dominate our minds. -C. S. Lewis Every book we read to a little child Every kindness we work for another soul…
Discarded Banner
Look me in the eyes Or do you dare? Are my colors brighter than you can bear? Or is my story darker than you will own? For you are each a thread with which I’m…
“The Queen Stands at Your Right Hand, Arrayed in Gold”
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall The Queen stands at His right hand, arrayed in gold The Queen is not ornamented in gold The Queen is not decorated in gold The Queen is not merely costumed…
A Space Shanty
~ by Amanda Pizzolatto Sailing, sailing, through the midnight sky Reach out your hands and touch a star Travelling through the vastness of space We will continue to travel far With no sun rising…