Category: Fiction, Poetry & Humor

Children in Church- Some are Missing the Point
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Children in Church- Some are Missing the Point

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Sometime ago, my father and I went to get some fast-food for lunch. While there, a mother and three daughters came in.  My father became silent, and discreetly watched them order their carry-out and then leave. “Do you know them?” I asked, when they’d left. “No. Not really” he said, then proceeded to tell me […]

Poem: "The Priest"
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Poem: “The Priest”

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The Priest The Priest, the portal in this world Through which the Christ will pass, Unfolding like a snow white rose In priestly hands at Mass. Our Lady’s consecrated son One chosen from all men To baptise, marry, lay to rest And heal us of our sin. His sacrifice no equal knows His value beyond […]

Poem: "Ouranophobia"
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Poem: “Ouranophobia”

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Ouranophobia (A Fear of Heaven) I laugh at toothless death; I fear it not; For if the Savior rose so shall His own; And He arose indeed. So I, blood-bought, Find with my guilt that all my fear is gone. Or almost all; one dread no deed removes: The Holy Thing Isaiah saw I’ll hear […]

Weekly Wits
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Weekly Wits: 6/14/13

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Man Bags for the Modern Male
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Man Bags for the Modern Male

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What to get for the contemporary male who has everything? The Man Bag. The Man Bag is a high-style satchel — a purse, though its creators hate when you call it that. It’s designed to hold the modern man’s wallet, keys, sunglasses, iPod, cell phone, body spray, hair goop, diary and whatever other junk he […]

John B. Tabb - Priest-Poet
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Tabb’s Poetry XXII

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

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Weekly Wits: 6/7/13

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Poem: "Mum"
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Poem: “Mum”

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Mum (written as a tribute to a mother upon her death overseas by her priest son on assignment here in America. Posted with permission from her son.) My Mum is gone The sad words say. Gone is she on this darkest of days. Brightness no more will dwell upon me. My heart is gone with […]

Assassination of Bobby Kennedy.  Marking 45 years (June 6, 1968)
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Assassination of Bobby Kennedy. Marking 45 years (June 6, 1968)

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In a thousand days of JFK, Hope held sway for a better way. To the noble we did aspire. What was keen and bold we did admire. Jackie helped us look for class, Rise above the crass and brass. In Spanish and French, for Jack she spoke, To grace and poise she inspired plain folk. […]

John B. Tabb - Priest-Poet
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Tabb’s Poetry XXI

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

 Poem: "To Medusa"
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Poem: “To Medusa”

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To Medusa Gorgon, my Gorgon I gaze on that sweetest face. Stone, my own face turns. O Medusa, dear, Let us talk a while here, Make our wedding plans. Shall it be had here, Or closer to your own Greece, Under olive trees? Who should we invite? Who can stand to see your grace? Who […]

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Weekly Wits: 5/31/13

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Poem: "Pixie Led"
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Poem: “Pixie Led”

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Pixie Led Pixie led, bewildered in the darkness Follow flame that flickers in the wildness, Near or farther off cannot be told, Sheep you wandered silly from the fold Come closer, then – but how to know how far The beacon floats ahead – or who you are, Whether in the air or in the mind, […]

CL24 - hbratton notxt
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Joyce Kilmer, Trees, and Duty

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A hand shot up from among the troops sitting on the ground. It was an eager sergeant who raised his hand and asked if he could help. In front of the troops was an enthusiastic young lady who was a volunteer with the YMCA. The sergeant’s offer to assist her came as somewhat of a surprise. She was […]

Poem: "A Consecration"
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Poem: “A Consecration”

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A Consecration Arms extended to heaven, he raises the chalice, The silver family heirloom, The one bequeathed to him by his priest uncle. Fingers cradle the priceless cup, The vessel that contains the Precious Blood. Pointed directly towards the heavenly throne The open mouth Of the chalice Of the priest Of the people gathered Readies […]

Speech to the Best Graduating Class Ever
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Speech to the Best Graduating Class Ever

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Students, faculty, family members and friends, it is my great honor to deliver your commencement speech today. It is my opinion that our society must take every opportunity to praise our young people for their hard work and accomplishment, and that is why ceremonies such as this are so important to our country’s future. It […]

Poem: "The Ladies (Nurses)"
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Poem: “The Ladies (Nurses)”

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The Ladies (Nurses) Ladies of the night, Ladies of the day, They lend their hands to Gods’ work, To heal the sick each day. With caring and knowing, They tend their flock. Holding their hands And helping them walk They come with the heart, Of a woman in love. And respond as a Mother, To […]

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Weekly Wits: 5/24/13

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Scandal Advice from the Master
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Scandal Advice from the Master

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Bill Clinton, wearing a white toga and a crown of gold, sat in a garden while attractive women fed him grapes. President Obama, having just suffered the most devastating week of his presidency, sat nearby, seeking advice in the art of telling whoppers. Using the Socratic method of teaching, Clinton began to tutor his new […]

John B. Tabb - Priest-Poet
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Tabb’s Poetry XX

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Five poems by John B. Tabb.

Poem: "An Inscription"
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Poem: “An Inscription”

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An Inscription We wandered through the hills of Earth That were before so gray and mean That now by eon-founded birth And sweet spring rain were young and clean Once we saw a rock smoothed off, A surface on it faintly scribed (It was an April tender, soft The rain had washed, the sun had […]

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Weekly Wits: 5/17/13

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Poem: "Womb of the Cosmos"
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Poem: “Womb of the Cosmos”

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Womb of the Cosmos I am woven in the womb of the cosmos Created in the brilliance of Stars Leaving remnants of me like a comet, a spray A blip on the radar of time I am loved. I am wanted. I am held. I am known- By the great Maker whose hands fashioned mine […]

Hey, Big Spenders
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Hey, Big Spenders

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I don’t know who they are, but I’ve got to hand it to them. I’m too cynical to do what they do! I speak of the Americans who, every year, donate money to pay down America’s national debt. The Bureau of the Public Debt — part of the Treasury Department — began allowing such donations […]