Clerihews
Three clerihews on Dante, Oedipus, and St. Simeon the Stylite
Creative Corner
Heaven’s Garden
It was a night like any other as Sam Finnegan pulled into his home on Washington St. Another shift of involuntary overtime on patrol led to his late arrival, but it did feel good to see the light on inside; Erin, his better half, had stayed up waiting for him
Six Theses
He stared up at the spire, damaged in a storm by an electric warning from God and shoddily repaired with wood.
Baby’s Boat
There once was a boy, in a basket he lay. “There’s no baby here,” his mother would say. His mother said, “I love you, baby dear, But you are not safe here.” In the river she placed him, in his tiny boat. His sister asked, “Will he float?” The princess
Sky
The sky was crying today. Weeping with all her might. Then she stop-ped and blushed light pink. A sunset. Elizabeth Duncan April 26, 2022
Is This Our Final Meeting?
Near your cross we stand, O Lord, Anxious with wonder and grief,Oh, Divine and Loving Friend, This thing strains profound belief. “It is finished”. Your dying declaration, Are words we hardly understand,Oh, Dear Jesus, could we not enjoy, One last touch of your healing hand? Blood, sadness, and death, Oh
Rochester
The devil came and talked to God And said that he was needing A place where he could put those souls Whose sins were far exceeding For hell was full and filling up And space was fast depleting So God, He sat and thought a while And finally decided He
Amid the autumn breach
Amid the autumn breach, unfound Arrested by untold designs The messenger unheard A verse To time and restive vine