When you have an hour to live what matters then is Christ in a pyx in the vest pocket
Young hummingbird swirls and darts to the red feeder. Black cat waits below. Donal Mahoney
I was warm and toasty, curled up, napping in amniotic fluid, without a worry when suddenly
Old Tim writes poetry now in his heaven of retirement. He’s had nice jobs over the years but swears retirement is better.
Christmas lights ring the house and carols play. Todd decorates his grand Victorian
My grandson whispers the morning dew sparkles like diamonds in the grass. Donal Mahoney
In two more hours I’ll have to sh… shave and coffee-prop my lids and otherwise prepare for day. It’… and now the barkeep, Griggs, is rushing me, the first
Where I live the press says teen use of heroin is epidemic. I thought an epidemic was a widespread disease afflicting thousands caught in
They got along fine lying down but sitting up or standing, well that was quite another thing. Talking made things worse. Lying down they found
In the woods soft snow falls on the first day of spring. Two daffodils laugh. Donal Mahoney
When he was just a boy, they took him to the dump to scavenge, bits of metal, any food that might be eaten. When he became a man,
If smiles had echoes all the world would hear Grandma’s bouncing off the stars Donal Mahoney
I like to watch master chefs on television do their thing. My favorite is Jacques Pépin when he has to chop an onion. No one chops an onion faster.
Two old men meet for coffee once a week at a diner while their wives play cribbage. Jim says he has a problem. His wife leaves the water running
A minister’s son married a deacon’s daughter after a long courtship. It was difficult at times doing everything right