by Richard Gildea | Dec 23, 2015 | Poetry
Tho evergreen, said conifers do pine For time of year when central to one’s home Whilst ‘sprucing up’ allows for each to shine Tradition sheds its light on ancient tome Twas ‘Tree of Life’ from which we took the form To bridge the gap ‘twixt Man and Lord above Then...
by Richard Gildea | Dec 12, 2015 | Poetry
Nomenclature allows for different form Of title we ascribe to Him who brings On ‘Christmas Eve’ whilst all are tuck’d up warm He flies about without the need of wings Exuding joy and merriment, He calls On each and every child whom doth believe For those among who...
by Richard Gildea | Dec 12, 2015 | Poetry
No carols sung around yon Christmas tree Nor jingle bells be heard within my home Tho mulled the wine, twill wash right over me As I am of a mind to be alone Where once I was the life and soul; no more What cheer I felt has long since pass’d me by Such joy displayed I...
by Richard Gildea | Nov 28, 2015 | Poetry
How oft’ I’ve dreamed of sitting on that mount The place He sought when teaching us to Pray Where once ‘Commandments Ten’ held to account Pronouncements here allowed for more to say “Do not be like the hypocrites who crow” (They only care for what is seen, by whom)...
by Richard Gildea | Nov 18, 2015 | Poetry
Should darkness reign within the soul of Man By perpetrating deeds none understands Could quickly spread (as only sickness can) Corrupting minds of youth with idle hands In promising rewards beyond held dreams Such evil manifests itself through time Where once...
