Forgiveness

  My words. They come out twisted and tangled. Incarcerated, they escape with their knife edge sharp, slicing quick serial ripples of mad spinning crazies. Damn there they go and I grasp for them back as you gasp and implode into silence – but it’s loud and explosive, a deafening wave wrapping me into you. Twisted […]

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Lovely Things

In the emptiness of the waves I searched for lovely things wet with promise rolled out in a rhythmic unveiling In the emptiness of the waves I walked gently over echoes and around silent stories still beautiful opalescent gleamings of once we were In the emptiness of the waves the wind bit hard, angry and […]

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Things I Didn’t Know I Loved — a poem by Mara Faulkner

Things I Didn’t Know I Loved By Mara Faulkner, Foley Poetry Contest winner via Things I Didn’t Know I Loved | America Magazine. I didn’t know I loved the wrangle of phones and human voices, rough, insistent until I entered this silence and closed the door. I didn’t know I loved this silence until the […]

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Foraging Squirrel’s New Year Toast to You

In epic Foraging Squirrel form I have decided to start 2013 fresh and clean by painting the interior of my house, ahem, again. Goodbye murky blue, so long brownish greeny semi-demi-beige, sayonara wacky khaki— I’m going to surround myself in light— I’m going white! This white, by the way, is not any normal fall by […]

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The Spirit Sings

A Psalm When Psalms surprise me with their music And antiphons turn to rum The  Spirit sings:  the bottom drops out of my soul And from the center of my cellar, Love, louder than thunder Opens a heaven of naked air. New eyes awaken. I send Love’s name into the world with wings And songs […]

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The Joy of Christ or Why I Was Such A Mess At Mass

On the Beach at Night Alone by Walt Whitman (1819-1892) On the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song, As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future. A vast similitude interlocks all, […]

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A Catholic’s Prayer

A Catholic’s Prayer by Foraging Squirrel Money dropped, candle lit, down on my knees one sore and braced. Chaos hitched a ride today with self-conscious glances. Stillness keeps slipping. ~ Looking up I meet your gaze and I shift. Stilled by bloodshed and torment. ~ Did you watch with sad eyes such as these? Your […]

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