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Greetings to all,

I am                Mary Kay Neumann

                       Mary Kay Marozas

                        Mary Kate Marozas

                        Marykate Marozas

                        MK Marro – until my husband   made a joke out of it  and said why not                                                            make it T.O. Marrow.

           Mary Kaithe Marozas

           Elspeth Rapha

 Each name represents another incarnation of who I was, who I wished to be, and who, with the Grace of God, I am. I changed my given name to Mary Kate to honor my maternal Grandmother, who was the greatest blessing and infulence of my life.

If I have intrigued you, I hope you will read this beginning sample of my newest concept, scientifically researched and documented, of how poetry, like music can heal the mind/body connection. I wish to put my writing together into short anthologies of faith, hope, joy and victory. My poems have been used and proven scientifically effective in bringing people into a calm, consious, and healthy cognition, when read aloud to them.



                                   "Bohemian Rapsody"

 “Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?                                                 Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.                                      Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see." (Intro. – Lines 1–4)                                                                                 (Freddie Mercury)                                                                                 (Queen)

  Prophets and Poets have always cared deeply about truth and righteousness. Are greatest poets seemingly come from contemporary music. The writers of this music are the poets of our time. They see deeply into a societies soul and perceive the most unique possibilities for uniting us all under a peaceful banner. Often they remind us of the necessity for goodness, kindness, love and gratitude. As created creatures we need to feel love, portray mercy and behave with gratitude and grace. They also remind us of the human condition. The trauma and injustices inflicted on us by our lives. These too offer the listener a sense that they are not alone. Sad or tragic writing can be cathartic and very healing. Consider the unique contrast in Queen’s song “Somebody to Love.” The lyrics are a desperate lonely cry to find a deep loving connection with another. But, the music is a rousing melody that brings people to the feet to cheer. It is an amazing piece of work. Tragic, but uplifting.

 It is a small percent of man that God blesses with these deep insights. Those gifted with “living wisdom” work tirelessly to inform others of the basic need for hope, encouragement and rhetoric and music.

 My stories and poems carry not the depth of greatness. Nor are they meant to change the world. I offer them to all who may gain a small piece of wisdom or a spark of hope. As yet, they are not yet in any particular order. I sense I have held onto them too long. It is my hope to get the poetry and stories out there for others to read. It may speak to some people and not to others. But for the those whom gain a measure of peace from my personal words, know that it was written as a gift from “The Holy Spirit” just for you. I rejoice and weep with you.

  Somehow, at the age of 69 years old, sitting in my bedroom, panic driven, I stopped and watched something I had never seen before. No, not a vision of my Lord and Savior, or of Heaven or Angels. It was the movie version of “Bohemian Rhapsody.” I watched transfixed by the courageous and joyous message of these men, my age, not disheartened by the world self-destructing. They were fearless.

 I pursued this group further. They were my kind of people. Wanting to share love, joy and rejoice. I had been a writer, singer, actress, director, and teacher all my life. I never had the courage to “Spread my Wings.”

 I no longer seek the affirmation of others. I want what I write to inspire and help heal. I fully turn to God and dedicate every precious word He gives me to write to bring hope and joy. If the words mean nothing to you, that is alright. But, if it touches you, makes you consider kindness, opens your heart to each other, validates your pain or graciously reaches your soul….then it was meant for you.

In Freddie Mercury’s own words, almost 30 years since his death…

“I Still Love You.”

Elspeth Rapha