Saint Maria Goretti

So, I wrote this yesterday and wasn’t going to share, but then I just couldn’t handle how much this saint’s day triggered me yesterday (I had a hard time with it last year, too, and this day last year). Thankfully, today’s not as bad as I thought it would be. Yesterday was much worse. Thank God I could go to work and get out of my own head yesterday. A reverse cherita.

I love God and love my Church, and Maria did show a great example of forgiveness, but she bothers me. A lot.

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Is safeguarding "purity" so important
That a woman should prefer to be 
Dead, rather than a rape victim?

God forgive my impiety I'm
Upset that that's considered saintly.

If Maria forgave Alessandro,* she'd forgive me.

       *her attacker

The Correct Time

This poem is one that I wrote today, inspired mostly by the 2 one-word challenges from yesterday (“Correct” and “Time,” as the title gives away). Sharing with the Friday Writings at PSU, which I haven’t linked up with in a long time. I usually don’t post 3 times in one day but wanted to share a poem that was actually written this day.

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Is this the right day, the correct time?
Already so much gone, impossible to climb
The mountain ranges of pain and regret —
Too much of life long-spent, wrong-spent
In a highly-inhospitable climate.

Oh, so much lost, and at such a high cost —
But don’t let it extort, distort any more,
Now is the correct time to move for-
-Ward, poured into something new, as yet unheard.

Fun fact: Even as a little girl, I was extremely bothered by the passage of time. It’s evident even in entries from when I was 8 or 9 years old! No wonder I’m like this… XD

On Palm Sunday Morning

I normally don’t like to post more than twice in a day, but I remembered this poem, written this morning, and wanted to post it while it was still today. 🙂

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This Lent I’ve learned
That I’m worse than Judas,
Would sell out Christ for much less
With no lasting satisfaction

Yet – I hope to finish strong,
May today’s hosannas stay
Even through Holy Saturday,
For no past wrong has traction.

(found in an image search)

Out of the Trap

A set of 2 cinquains, linked with FOWC: Smooth.

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I fall
In traps again,
Down into the shame pit
Holiness is not a smooth road —
Thankful

You are
Waiting again,
Patience never wears thin
Ready to set me back on track —
Calling

Tiny Promptings

This is a Chaucerian stanza, written today for Brian’s prompt about listening and  also for FOWC: Bring. You never know what a “random” act of generosity and kindness can do.

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Coming Home

Brian’s prompt this week is about coming home. He posts a new topic every week; come check it out and participate!

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God
Reaches
Into me,
Turning my heart,
Softening its scars,
Tuning its melody —
Though it’s a little off-key
“Come home,” the Spirit is singing,
To love now and for eternity.

The Paradox of God

I wrote this sonnet while sitting at a table in Starbucks (and I’m still there) and figured I would share. It’s just a first draft, but I am kind of proud of it. 

Repentance

My heart has been disposed to stray from God;
May I ten times the more seek Him again,
What is it worth if certain ones applaud,
If I am sadly far from Him often?
My heart has been with arrows shot, broken
Yet how I needed it! For in that pain
I am reminded why He ought to reign.

Restore and Remain

The word “remain” randomly inspired me to write an entire Crown Cinquain. Side note: I am hoping to be able to go to Mass tomorrow morning. 🙂 Also, while looking up how to write a Crown Cinquain, I rediscovered one of my old poems and still like it so am linking to it here.

Untitled

Inspired in part by FOWC: Sold. These didn’t feel complete on their own. They seem to be part 1 and part 2 of one poem.

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i.

There is a vise-like grip
on my intestines,
Grabbing and twisting, soul
from body ripping.

ii.

How Judas is hated for having
sold Jesus
For silver — thirty pieces —
but I — I
Have betrayed Him for much
less.