it does not matter what your discourse
lost in the marble folds of la pieta
mother holding her son
rises above mere human differences
the sorrow of a mother holding tragedy
mauled as a common animal
the fruit of her womb
it began in the encounter, his road to calvary
her vigil as he passed
watching her son forced to abandon life
the outstretched arms, hands bleeding
the wound in his side, feet anchored with nail
Simeon's sword has come to pass
no matter the discourse herein, a mother's sorrow
she is not alone, a plethora of mothers
know too well this aching heart
as the smoke clears and cannons rest in silence
across the bodies now motionless
we hear a desperate plea
mother, mother, no cry dearer
9/15/26
Alma Mater
Graduation rite
Graduation day!
A. Mater of Mine
said Water to Wine
is a dated riddle...
The founders who are fathers
made a matter of time
so Mother buttered embers
in bated rhymes...
" they're bread for this "
and a baker's dozen
" their trowel are for Pi "
and the purse in their apron...
are the tools.
The nature of my Other
saw the bother of rules...
so I found more than one
of the pendulum jewels
and while Ashlar perfect
are a rough square to cube
the labor of my love
saw through to a truth...
" the point ...
is to multiply "
said a Cedar to the sky
so on the level up...
I squared my guise
with 24 carrots
and some all-seeing eYes
tradition-drenched halls
ivy-covered walls
dearest alma mater
why'd you flatter
me with this sham degree
I've no skills, no connections
my classmates take their meals
in the house of corrections...
you took my money, awakened false hopes
hooked me on oxycontin, a pill-popping dope
The Ocean has no conscience,
no judgment, joy, or hate
She dances with you to her beat
in stirring waves of fate
With reverence you may enter
all blessings on the day
But just one slip and she reminds
what ancient mariners say…
“Red sky at morning, sailors take warning
red sky at night, sailors delight”
Her message best taken when early to bed
life in the balance, her power to dread
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: June, 2022)
Come sit with me, my darlings,
beneath this apple tree.
Come sit with me, my sweethearts,
Do you not sense? It's me.
Come sit with me, my lovelies,
all seasons of all years.
Come sit with me, my precious ones.
Come sit with me, my dears.
~ collaboration with T Kirk Tierney ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
The cosmic opus,
The nature offers it all.
enticing, ethereal, expansive
Are you enchanted by how vast it is?
refreshing, rejuvenating, relaxing.
Does it fascinate you to see the creation so invigorating?
It's Nature, an epitome of exhilaration and unceasing growth.
Never forget the labyrinthine it is,
It's tunnels coequals the branches of nature,
At each end,
invariably, something new awaits
So pick up the principles it purveys.
Planet Water, Mater Mare-
earth and sky is everywhere
throughout all solar systems,
but water-based organisms
like us, and kin, need water
as maker and sustainer.
Planet Water, Mater Mare-
“Mater Planten”
Written: by Miracle Man
3/25/2020
A blustery day with north wind howling,
Just three days ago spring appeared prowling.
Water lays puddled in our yards low spots,
Weather changes, tie sinuses in knots.
Today my thoughts are on garden planting,
But forty half barrels leaves me panting.
Container tomatoes are all I grow,
Epson salts always make vines overflow.
I’ve high potassium so I cant eat,
so the widows at church will get a treat.
It's something I've done since i was a boy
and though it's hard work, it gives me much joy
Vembadi, my Alma Mater
On day one, I stepped into school tearfully,
In school uniform, clutching my bag nervously.
Miss Barker appeared! I gazed at her fearfully,
Her foreign face scared the native lass tremendously!
Miss Barker, the disciplinarian, and her walk daily
From Lower to Upper School, we’ll never forget.
The great lady, with her methodical ways,
Our last foreign head, guided our school skilfully!
We learnt to read, write and count effortlessly,
But faced tests and exams anxiously.
We took part in sports and games snappily;
At break times I ran out with friends happily!
Miss Mabel Thambiah, our first national Principal,
Succeeded Miss Barker calmly and unflappably.
She steered the school at all times marvellously,
Specially in the turbulent takeover years!
Our teachers worked so painstakingly!
With improved knowledge and manners, we prayed daily.
The years flew by, our schooling ended quietly,
And I stepped out, at seventeen, gallantly!
Wet wet wet I be
Born a Piscean,
water is my mater and medium.
It makes and sustains me,
My body contains a bag
of primordial sea soup
that bathes my cells
allowing me to be terrestial.
All life is water based
and the sea, rivers and lakes
beckon me to come back home for revival.
I live beachside, 'tis where I want to be
hearing the mood and sounds of the surf,
a lullaby to my life, an aqua echo
of H2O,
over and out.
where is my common denominator
vindicated solemn alma mater
the isolator reason is confiscated
coming on something major
disbursed and allocated
validated the troubles are agitated
violated im humble yet amputated
partly i waited, my terror was salivated
complicated paired efficiency allocative
my dreaming is killing me rot
screaming and thinking of stop
its hurting believe it or not
scorpions relieving the spot
what am I
pushing a heavy relevance
gushing all this emotion
danger my favorite element
lusty and thirsty decadent
wasnt my final precedent
cursing a current president
distracted from painful residence
i know thats no excuse
ignored forms of abuse
maybe i was just used
where was i confused
Accepted to medical school
Too old but in the entrance pool
Where is the back door?
There's my dorm with a drawer
Since I’m a cadaver quite cool
Higher learning in Iran we know
Is sometimes about long ago
Their school's short on praise
It's name starts a blame phrase
Which is ''Ayatollah U'' so!
Matris Dei caeli et terrae
Quam dulce, quam sancte, quam pulchra es
In quo mihi quotidie cupit
Veni ad me saties gratiarum
Illud etiam nunc in omnibus!
Solium tuum perstat in caelo
Nemo potest vincere.
Tempore evertens tua potentia est
Quisque subsunt sua.
Radix est ante saecula,
*****non capere potest.
Tua auctoritas ambit omnia,
Nemo potest ponere terminum.
Your essentia et esse est infinita,
Non est qui semper superstes potest!
O mater dolor
Exaudiat te genuit
Terra autem occiderunt vos
Per tuum, et vivam dolor in terra
Donec requiescat in sinu tuo?
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