Saturday, February 16, 2013


The Virgin Mary
appeared to Eddie
when he was
ten years old.

She appeared to him
in his father’s tool shed,
late one spring afternoon,
on an ordinary day -
it wasn’t even Sunday,
Eddie would later say.

But, there she was,
with her modest smile,
wearing a crown of stars,
standing amongst the
hammers and saws,
and coffee cans and jars
filled with ten penny nails,
and various nuts and bolts.

No one believed
Eddie had seen
the Mother of God,
in the tool shed,
while he was there
working on his bike.

No one believed
that it happened -
not his family
not his friends -
even Eddie, after time,
wondered if it had
really happened,
or had the sun
been in his eyes.

But, still…I can’t help
thinking -
after all these years,
that no one
thought it strange
that on the very day
Eddie claimed
to have seen the
Virgin Mary,
his father found three
dead copperhead snakes
in the tool shed,
just where Eddie said
Mary had been standing.


Okie Prof said...

I sense something new here, newly plowed earth.And where else would God be but in a tool shed?
Thank you.

George Harrington said...

Oh my old friend, I do miss your writings. I hadn't blog for so long, it's good to read here once again. I promise to visit more often.

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

Terry, writing some narrative poetry for a change. Thanks for coming by - I always appreciate your insights.

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

Hey George - I don't post very often. But, I am so happy that you dropped in to check on things here at old Mossy Moon. I miss your poetry - I always loved what you wrote. Thanks, friend.