A miracle has occurred. I have posted twice in the same month! I dare not hope to assure myself or your good persons that this will become regular habit - though I hope much it shall - but I do intend to post again soon. I have a few poems in the works which, thus far, please me greatly. I hope they will in time take sufficient shape so as to be presentable to your better judgments.
In the meantime, I found this curiosity locked away in one of the digital drawers of my written warehouse. It was one I scribbled wantonly but pleasantly one day on the white board of a room at my alma mater. I was surprised and delighted to return after the summer break and, upon opening the white board, found it still there. I wonder if anyone read it.
In any case, for your present perusal and, I hope, pleasure, I present -
+JMJ+
By Caitlin LoTruglio (née Clancy)
Copyright 2014
Have you ever stopped to wonder
‘Mid your breathing and the thunder
That each day presents a mystery –
A tapestry of history?
The rain upon the street
Has moistened Solomon’s feet
And the sun high overhead
Has looked upon Ulyssey’s bed
The breeze has brushed St. Paul
And heard John’s desert call
Jordan’s wavelets held a prophet
And her waters washed a God
Some stones have known the tread
Of Alexander or Boabdil, dead
And others known the sandals
Of Turks and ruddy Vandals
Each piece of earth has seen
Tyrants and their vices green
And watched the steps of heroes
And witnessed bloody Neros
I must finish this rhyme
Not at all or at another time
Suffice it here to say
As you go along each day
Be watchful as you rush around
Where you stand could be holy ground….
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