Category Archives: Sunday poems
“God Speaks in Blue”
Our Sunday-poem today comes from Luci Shaw: God Speaks in Blue My friend hands me a gift from overseas. ”Here,” she says. “For you.” The small packet rustles with dry particles. Through thin paper my fingers feel the nubs. I thank her, turning over the plain brown envelope. There from the other side a photo– …
Look at the chickadee (Repost)
Note: every year I repost this poem because I still love it! A beautiful snow last night and this morning a bird singing outside my window. This brings to mind a poem by Jessica Powers about a chickadee in a snow storm. There is always something to be learned from God’s creatures if we just …
“Nothing could frighten me”
Do you ever find yourself often afraid of that which could be the best for you? You fight against the very one who would be your biggest help. Today’s Sunday-poem addresses that very thing. The Voice I am afraid of silence. I am afraid Of my own soul. I am afraid of hearing A voice–one …
“The Grit on the Track”
A Sunday-poem from wonderful Luci Shaw: The Grit on the Track The ground is always there witnessing how you walk. You need light to travel a dark path, and you need to travel light. Otherwise the shadow that turns out to be a boulder or a root will trip you, and your heavy pack will …
Our Lady = Laser Light
A Sunday poem about Our Lady: Our Lady = Laser Light Our Lady, Laser Beam, incredible creature held in God’s omnipotent hand, for help of deviant, unwise man; pure straight-line, steady, truth’s most leashed light, love’s billions more than surface-sun concentrated fire, sure, unwavering, non-fanning beam, heaven-homing radar-ray. Coherent, clear, no unsimple spectrum spread, but …
Advent Prayer (repost)
Advent Prayer Like foolish folk of old I would not be, Who had no room that night for Him and thee. See, Mother Mary, here within my heart I’ve made a little shrine for Him apart; Swept it of sin, and cleansed it with all care; Warmed it with love and scented it with prayer. …
Advent Antiphons
Advent Antiphons From Mary’s sweet silence Come, Word mutely spoken! Pledge of our real life, Come, Bread yet unbroken! Seed of the Golden Wheat, In us be sown. Fullness of true Light, Through us be known. Secret held tenderly, Guarded with Love, Cradled in purity, Child of the Dove, COME! Sr. M. Charlita, I.H.M. Robert, …
Queen of Craftsmen: An Advent Song
Queen of Craftsmen: An Advent Song Blow on, exquisite blow, The crystal hammers of her love, Fasten the careful joinings of His bones. Prophets have sung this craft: How man may number These bones, but never break any one of them. What blueprint guides you, Queen of architects, To trace sure paths for wandering veins …
“Advent Summons”
Advent Summons Come forth from the holy place, Sweet Child, Come from the quiet dark Where virginal heartbeats Tick your moments. Come away from the red music Of Mary’s veins. Come out from the Tower of David Sweet Child, From the House of Gold. Leave your lily-cloister, Leave your holy mansion, Quit your covenant ark. …
“Birds deserve one whole psalm of thanksgiving”
Birds That God made birds is surely in His favor. I write them as His courtesies of love. Hidden in leaves, they offer me sweet savor of lightsome music; when they streak above my garden wall they brush my scene with color. They are embroideries upon the grass. I write the gayest stitched-in blossoms duller …
