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Bells

Bells

Shiny silver bells with glistening red bow
Are dangling from my entry gate
Though silently because they're faux.
But I imagine they ring and resonate

Their joyous sounds for all to hear
That give us pause to contemplate
At this busy bustling time of year
Just what it is we celebrate:

As Christians sing "O Holy Night"
And Kwanzaa honors community
While Hanukkah menorahs are all alight
My bells proclaim man's unity.

Let the bells from every steeple and tower
With hope and conviction heartily peal
And the heavens open and generously shower
Society with the grace to unify and heal.

Molly Moore

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Mischievous Moon

Mischievous Moon

The moon was in a mischievous mood
This morning before the twilight
Peeking through clouds it had tried to elude
In order to flaunt its golden light.

Full and round it followed me
Up and down the valley hills
Emerging from shadows tauntingly
Knowing how its beauty thrills.

Nestling in a poinciana tree
It appeared to do a dance
Among twisted limbs that seemed to be
Arms of the goddess known to entrance.

And did I detect a soft giggling sound
That came floating to my ear?
Such strange things are said to abound
When the full moon is near.

When time came for my walk to end
I was reluctant to depart
The company of my endearing friend
Who'd graced my day with a delightful start.

Molly Moore

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Ash Wednesday

Ash Wednesday

Ash Wednesday, the day to confess and repent
As we enter the solemn season of Lent
The ashes remind us that "Dust thou art"
And one day from this world we will depart.

Worldwide, the faithful honor this tradition
With devotional hearts and sincere contrition
But, sadly, some people are not so disposed
To "Love thy neighbor" their hearts are closed.

Thus, the Russian leader is attacking Ukraine
Causing destruction and inflicting pain
Amidst the bombings and rocket flashes
Businesses and dwellings are reduced to ashes.

Today sacred ashes we wear on our forehead
But whose soul will bear the ashes of the dead?
The guilt of this burden to the tyrant is given
In the eternity to come can he ever be shriven?

Molly Moore

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Saint Patrick's Day Musings

Saint Patrick's Day Musings

I feel lucky on this Saint Patrick's Day
Perhaps my muse has something to say
As I'm decked out in my holiday green
She's painting pictures of a cozy scene

A thatched roof cottage in traditional style
Calls forth memories that make me smile
My ancestors lived in this country glen
Life was so much simpler then

Rising before dawn, they worked the land
Their food and clothing were made by hand
Labor was heavy and days were long
But in their hearts was always a song

The famine and troubles came at great cost
Though their Irish strength was never lost
The Emerald Isle gleams with their deep-set love
And speaks of their faith in God above.

Molly Moore

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Chinese New Year 2022

Chinese New Year 2022 *

Oh no! again they've cancelled the Lion Dance
And the Dragons are also put on hold
How I longed to see them gyrate and prance
But the covid virus is still uncontrolled.

The sound of the drums, the cymbals and gongs
So intense and loud we jump with glee
Brilliant red lanterns and cheering throngs -
Their absence will be felt deploringly.

But we can visit the street booths in Chinatown
And wish our neighbors Kung Hei Fat Choy
We'll muster good cheer despite being let down
And firecrackers and Fa Gao we'll still enjoy.

Thus, we will celebrate Chinese New Year
Hopeful that the Tiger's strength will prevail
With his courage and prowess he'll banish our fear
And each hurdle we meet, we'll triumphantly scale.

Molly Moore
* Chinese New Year is a significant celebration in the culture of Hawaii.

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Lent

Lent

Malasada* Day was merrily spent
Shrove Tuesday, Mardi Gras - many names are given
To this final day before the season of Lent
When around the world Christians are shriven.

Now, "Dust thou art, unto dust thou shalt return"
Are words that are solemnly spoken
As with prayer and fasting people inwardly turn
Ashes on their head as a mindful token.

It seems this message can be taken to heart
No matter one's religion or philosophy
Self reform and reflection are a vital part
Of creating a healthy society.

So, during this Lent let us choose to fast
From divisiveness and animosity
We can foster a cohesiveness that will last
And nurture our beloved democracy.

Molly Moore

    * Malasada is a Portuguese doughnut without a hole.
      The Portuguese came to Hawaii in the 19th century to work
      on the sugar plantations and have remained to contribute
      to the rich cultural tapestry of our islands.

Molly Moore

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Fanciful Image

Fanciful Image

A golden crescent necklace
Adorning a cobalt sky
Creates a placid prayerful scene
And pensively I sigh...

If only everyone could see
Such scenes the way that poets do
Surely their minds would feel calm
And tranquility would ensue.

But this is merely poetic fancy
In a world beset by tribulation
Such whimsy is not often shared
By the general population.

So, I'll store this fanciful image
In my heart for beauty's sake
As I traverse this turbulent life
May its vibration follow in my wake.

Molly Moore

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Epiphany

Epiphany

It's January sixth, called Epiphany Day
And Christmastide has come to a close
Bright holiday lights have faded away
And I've spent the day in pensive repose.

So, here I am with a brand new year
And an empty course that's mine to chart
In the solitary silence I hope to hear
Some whispered hints within my heart.

How would I like this year to be?
In a tempestuous world do I have a choice?
In my little frigate on my secret sea
Yes, I sense the power of my personal voice.

This epiphany places me at the helm
Where I'll navigate squalls that come along
Feeling the security of my inner realm
My chanty will be a hopeful song.

Molly Moore

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Books

Books

They've been my trusty friends
During these days of isolation
While the virus preys on humanity
They have offered consolation.

When I venture out for my errands
I always take one with me
Beneath a spreading monkeypod tree
I open the pages and feel free.

Free to roam about and explore
A carefree adventurous world
Where intriguing people and cultures dwell
And an alternate reality has unfurled.

Far better than a YouTube video
Books illumine the imagination
Lightening the heaviness in the heart
Bringing up hope and inspiration.

Molly Moore

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Bird Talk

Bird Talk

My little green friend often stops by
Just to get things off his chest
It's not always easy up in the sky
So, he needs to get away from the rest

Of the other parrots in his flock
(Technically rose-winged parakeets)
Sometimes he feels they tease and mock
Making his efforts seem like defeats.

Overall, they're quite a good group
But he's an inward sensitive soul
And needs some time alone to recoup
So, I lend an ear and try to console.

We chit chat back and forth for a while
In the early hours of the day
I imagine I see a big parrot smile
Before his wings spread and he flies away.

Molly Moore