Long Dorothea Poems

I am not a catholic but have been fortunate to know a few,                      ...

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she was only too aware that her own conception had been maculate

it had been not been a virginal birth and yet a blessed gift from God

	
	her mother a whore in the town’s creep joint

	father a...

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Flight Of Fancy
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When I was very young,                              ...

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She was the sparkle at the heart of it
The love we all shared
I don’t remember a day that passed by, 
without her friendly smile or wink of her eye.
We lost Hildie in the spring of...

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Dorothea, was that truly her name?
 Does it matter after all these years
 so long passed the heartache of a child's tears?

This tale remembered from a lifetime that unwinds
 once forgotten and lost without reason...

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veils escape the province of the sea
like sea lions bouncing balls
presenting their accoutrements.

the silken fare, in the center of the square -
everyone sees the princely dyes.

         off...

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Her tears lost to rain ...
Dorothea stood in the cold mist,
her habit soaked through, though she cared not.
The gray markers spread out before her like stone soldiers at attention,
as if she were a commander of...

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THE SWEETEST NUN I KNOW

During my 20 year Air Force career, I was assigned to the Chaplain's Office as a Chapel Manager.  During this time, I was stationed in Vietnam and had the distinct...

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Le Vrai et Nouveau Hymne National – Translation of Kevin Gilbert’s « The New True Anthem » by T. Wignesan

En dépit de ce que Dorothea a dit
sur le sujet de la terre brûlée au soleil
vous...

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Alone and afraid I sat there waiting, my heart beating double time and my head spinning in disbelief.
 Is this the right thing? Should I rise and leave? Why am I here? 
Tears streaming down...

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Listening, I’m listening carefully
  A secret is whispering in my heart
        What you’re trying to tell me my love,
I’m listening, your whisper in my heart

I hear footsteps...

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A meritorious student, half way to her study of medicine
She took up the Nursing Course, 
Dorothea, a beautiful young nun with a mother’s heart
Used to take minute care of all the sisters 
She met on...

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She took the hands of others
And gently placed them in hers
To sweetly tell the story that guides faith
Towards love, goodness and charity
For she knew the secret of suffering
And wore the frocks of forgiveness
So to cherish...

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Nun non bearing 
Her name Dorothea 
Sister Dorothea
One of
The daughters of God
Gift of God an advid believer in mankind
Mother 
Sister
Caring for fellow humans
She's a gift of God
Dorothea
Vow of chastity living life of prayers
Living life for...

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At night,
Connecting carefully-brushed hair
with embroidered pillow case.
Dorothea dreams of 
kite surfing on salty seas
as others gasp and applaud.

Another busy day filled
gratefully with smiles and chatter.
Thoughts return.
A love of flying anywhere,
Without notice,
Not needing permission.
Feels like freedom,
pure,...

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Dorothea,

Oh how you
Sit in servitude

Stone faced
As saints and sinners wept

The cross, a burden to His back
A weight for which
We’re all in debt,
Carried closely around your neck

Your features lost as age took toll
But never lost is...

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Into our classroom she flowed
Habit forming a sweeping swirl
And rosily did her face glow beneath her wimple
Pink and shining as though wafted straight  from heaven
Leaving us small kids of seven entranced
By this gift of...

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Dorothea always had a theme going
On the inside and the outside of her house
This quarter her theme was Candyland
She had spent gobs of money on it

We knew because we could hear the argument
Her husband was...

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My lasting memories
of Dorothea, still live on-
since that day in fourth grade,
when she stopped by my desk
and saw my artwork-
so overjoyed and clearly
quite amazed
that I could draw that way.

This Nun- our new art teacher,
bent down,...

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He preached a pious excrement like any other politician.
Her smut seemed poetic until she took her knickers off.
Her light burned all night, but her heart was always dark.
His evil odiousness soon ran out of gas,...

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Pearls of sunlit smile
a gift of God to the dying
graceful and kind when approached
Dorothea takes anger and insults
as a gift of God to be offered
with Jesus on the sacrifice altar.
Veiled as a nun in her...

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