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MarysLittleFlower
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One day Jesus helped me to write this poem, and I didn't want to share it with anyone except a close friend, but then thought maybe He wouldn't want me to hide it for all my life. Just to clarify, this was neither "revealed" in some extraordinary way (in case there's any confusion about how I think Jesus helped me), nor am I naturally a poetry writer. My poetry in high school was actually very bad. With this, the words just came, which doesn't happen often. It's funny I actually had a different plan for it at first, but it turned out like this. I hope that it might encourage someone, or whatever reason I was inspired to write it :) (it is on my blog, I don't mind sharing it here, if that's allowed). https://maryslittleflower.wordpress.com/2015/06/29/the-spouse-of-christ/

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Swami Mommy
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Lovely!

sr.christinaosf
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Thanks for sharing.  It's neat to see another 'regular person' (not a professional writer) writing spiritual poems spontaneously.  

I do that once in a while, also.  I like to do it in chapel,  

I do it more readily when I feel drawn to and am in the mood.  Maybe that would be a thread to start.

MarysLittleFlower
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Thanks for the replies everyone! :) I'd appreciate any feedback too if you have it :) Sr Christina, I would love to read your poems if you would be comfortable sharing them here :) God bless!

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amesome! The poem is wrote how St.Therese would've wrote it.:)

 

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MarysLittleFlower
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amesome! The poem is wrote how St.Therese would've wrote it.:)

 

Oh well that's a praise I don't deserve but I don't attribute the poem to any poetry talent :) I have to say I love St Therese's poetry. And St Therese :) 

HopefulHeart
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What a beautiful poem! :)

I have written a couple of poems about consecrated life. I think of the writing as a form of prayer.

MarysLittleFlower
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What a beautiful poem! :)

I have written a couple of poems about consecrated life. I think of the writing as a form of prayer.

I think of it that way too :) God bless you! 

:o)Katherine:o)
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Thank you for sharing! Beautiful! :)

sr.christinaosf
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Thanks for the replies everyone! :) I'd appreciate any feedback too if you have it :) Sr Christina, I would love to read your poems if you would be comfortable sharing them here :) God bless!

We're celebrating St. Anne's Week here at St. Anne's Guest Home - here's a poem I wrote a couple years ago for that occasion. - it's kind of long, though!

Poem in Honor of 
Saints Anne & Joachim
(based on early legends)
We make a special point each year
To honor Anne, our patron dear
When e’er her feast day comes around
Joy and fun times will abound.

This week we’ll honor Sts. Joachim and Anne.
They had a special place in God’s plan.
Though old and childless they’d become
grandparents of His only Son.

We don’t know much about this pair
but generous love they both did share.
With a special daughter they were blest
And ancient tales tell us the rest. 

They were both from David’s clan,
This old woman and old man.
One eve while praying in the hills
Joachim heard news his heart to thrill.

At the same time his holy wife
heard some news that changed her life.
She was taking a garden stroll
when from her eyes great tears did roll. —

A nest of young birds she had seen,
making her sorrow very keen.
Seeing these babies pierced her heart
like a stinging little dart.

For she wanted a babe of her own
One to be her own flesh and bone.
For this favor the couple did pray,
pleading for it every day.

To both, separately, an angel did speak
Off’ring the favor both did seek,
telling then that their prayer’d been heard
though at their age it seemed absurd. 

Anne was told a daughter she’d bear
who would be blest through ev’rywhere.
She then met Joachim at the gate
and with him did jubilate.

Mary was born, and at three years of age
her life’s story turned a page.
Now in the temple she would live;
Her life to God she’d surely give.

Her parents brought her there one day,
in God’s presence to work and play.
They gave her wholly to the Lord
whom they both faithfully adored.

Thus goes the story of that holy pair
Their longed-for daughter they did share.
And in due time they both became
Grandma and Grandpa, called by name.
 

MarysLittleFlower
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Thank you for sharing! :) I especially like the second one... I feel much like that often. Also my church is dedicated to St Anne :D   if you would like to post more poems here or anyone else would like to, please do! This can just be a poetry thread, it doesn't need to be just about my poem :) 

MarysLittleFlower
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Here is a poem I wrote for the Sacred Heart feast day...

https://maryslittleflower.wordpress.com/2015/06/11/the-sacred-heart-our-home/

"Sweet Jesus, make Thy Heart my home,

Where all life’s troubles cease

There dwelling hidden with Thee alone,

In ceaseless love and peace.

There, I’ll count each precious beat

Of my Redeemer’s Heart

Conquered, lost in His Mercy sweet,

Our hearts never apart.

Yet if Thy Heart’s oppressed with woe,

Absorbed in bitter pain,

As Thou look down on men below

Who mock Thy kingly reign

Let me, dearest Love, console Thee then,

As I Thy tears see,

And make it the sweetest hour when,

My heart’s a heaven for Thee.”

sr.christinaosf
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Thanks so much for sharing!  I have another poem on file but wasn't able to access it yet.

BarbTherese
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Moving poems, SrC and MLF!  Thank you both for sharing.

sr.christinaosf
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It' probably not inspiring, but I wanted to share (for fun) a little poem I wrote years ago  (as a postulant).  I was in charge of cleaning the elevator - used by lots of different people.  There were always smudges/finger marks on it.  When I was cleaning one morning, the wheels of my head started turing.  May I share A Message from the Elevator?

If your fingers like the feel
of my lovely stainless steel
to you I make this great appeal:

Whether at noon or break of day,
while you ride your merry way,
bring with you a rag and spray.

Then when you finish your little touch,
if it's not asking too much,
you can wipe your smears away
so on me they do not stay.

 

sr.christinaosf
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Here's another poem I wrote years back.  This one was entitled: Ave Maria.  Maybe I should post it on Our Franciscan Fiat sometime.

Ave Maria!

Hail our Mother and our Queen

Who, at present though not seen,

Watches and protects us here-

in times of peace and times of fear.

 

Please help us to be more like you

Who, in everything, was true.

Please help us trust and truly pray:

Let it be done me as you say.

 

Guide us, please, and help us obey

The words at Cana you did say.

Like those servants, please help us do

What ever He tells [us] to.

 

Show us, please, the way to go

And what we should do to know.

Please help our minds be lit, not dim

As we heed: Listen to Him.

 

Please help us have obedient hearts

And never let our feet depart

From the way which you did run

That will lead us to your Son.

 

Hail, my Mother and my Queen!

Though your loving hands unseen,

I know you have maternal care

For us your children everywhere. 

Mary+Immaculate<3
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I really like your poem! It shows the intense focus you have on the inseparable nature between the espousal bond with Christ and intimacy with His sufferings. Keep writing!

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