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The Grain of Wheat

The Grain of Wheat

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

The grain of wheat must die / in bearing life / that of her substance she may grow / a golden head. / Infinite worth / no more of earth, / but raised and blessed and sanctified / a Host in form of bread.

Wounded Fledgling

Wounded Fledgling

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

Only a thrush / which you could crush / and yet / you stay your hand / and let / it be; / helping, holding, / soft enfolding, / just as God holds  me.

Richmond Park

Richmond Park

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

How few of us / would count it gain / to kneel within a country lane
before God`s breaking Spring, to kiss / a snowdrop in the rain.

Winter

Winter

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

"I moved, she fled, and on the closing pane, drifting her hand, printed curling fronds of ice,  fern chrystalline." It's Winter, you know.

When Stretched on One's Bed

When Stretched on One's Bed

by: Jane Austen in Expressions,

If you're nursing a bad cold, Jane Austen thinks you should concentrate on getting better and not worry about what you might be missing.

A Prayer for those Who Live Alone

A Prayer for those Who Live Alone

by: Anon in Expressions,

 "......and rain will spread eastwards after midnight, turning to sleet and snow mainly across the higher ground of Scotland and the Pennines....", BBC weather forcast says,...and quietly I pray,..."

The Journey of the Magi

The Journey of the Magi

by: T.S. Eliot in Expressions,

Written as an account of the journey from the point of view of one of the Magi, this poem is largely a complaint about a journey that is painful and tedious. It picks up Eliot's theme of alienation and feeling of powerlessness.

The Centre of My Life

The Centre of My Life

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

The Joy of Christ has passed, the wonder still remains. With the shephers we look at this child laying in a manger and we..., well "we believe what we were told by the angels", but we look at him again and again and ponder all these things in our hearts while waiting for a more clear manifestation.

The Star

The Star

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

The poem called: THE STAR is really about recognising the beauty of each moment of our lives and reflecting on the main events from time to time. This will deepen the experience.

Thus at the flaming forge of life

Thus at the flaming forge of life

by: Henry Wordsworth Longfellow in Expressions,

Thanks, thanks to thee my worthy friend, / For the lesson though hast taught; 
Thus at the flaming forge of life / Our fortunes must be wrought; 
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped / Each burning deed and thought.

Angel?

Angel?

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

Angel?
They tell me
there`s an angel
at my side,
so I am searching...

The Holding Heart

The Holding Heart

by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,

Carry the Love that you treasure / deep in your open heart; / melodise fragments of beauty / that sing in your life from the start.