Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas Poems

921. The Ones I Remember The Most, The Dove Drenched Days 3/25/2016
922. Chocolate On Mars! 3/25/2016
923. When The Past Arrives At The Station/Easter Morning 3/25/2016
924. A Meditation On Those Who Judge Hoarders 3/26/2016
925. Picture Book Story Of Plush Bunny, Puppy, And The Princess 3/26/2016
926. Poem For Only Easter 3/27/2016
927. There Will Be Constant Music 3/27/2016
928. Lullaby, Sweet Lullaby, Hummed From Space 3/27/2016
929. What If I Saw Silver Stars 3/27/2016
930. Cherry Popsicle 3/27/2016
931. Tears Like Rains Will Wash Away 3/27/2016
932. To The Desecrating Hordes 3/27/2016
933. Fizz Out; Not The Fourth Of July 3/27/2016
934. Could We Like Clouds, Float Over 3/27/2016
935. For One Coconut Cake From The 1950s 3/28/2016
936. In Memory Of Earl Hamner Jr, Creator Of 'the Waltons' 3/28/2016
937. Those October Winds 3/29/2016
938. Hill Top Again 3/29/2016
939. Angels Churning The Butter Brickle On The First Day Of School 3/29/2016
940. Passed Note To The Teacher's Pet In The Third Grade Just Before The Christmas Party-Confliscated 3/29/2016
941. Sass 3/29/2016
942. I Want To Make Butter Of The Palest Yellow 3/29/2016
943. Angels Are Darning Socks In The Sunset 3/30/2016
944. Then And Now 3/30/2016
945. The Jackdaws Slice The Scissored Air 3/30/2016
946. The Wind Through The Roses Is Harplike Still 3/30/2016
947. You Will Live In A House Neither Stone Nor Shadow 3/30/2016
948. Friends 3/30/2016
949. Jigsaw 3/30/2016
950. After Hans Andersen's 'the Wild Swans' 3/31/2016
951. In The Margins Of Song We Will Live 3/31/2016
952. Small Star In Lieu Of Lullaby 3/31/2016
953. The Poem Confesses It's Happy It Didn't Win The Contest 3/31/2016
954. Merton's Last Words On The Subject 4/1/2016
955. Falling Back Into God We Will Not Fear 4/1/2016
956. End Of The Line 4/1/2016
957. Even Your Shadows Shine Oh God 4/1/2016
958. If I Say Or If I Withold This Word 4/2/2016
959. I Read The Day Inside My Mind 4/2/2016
960. The Way You Are Today 4/2/2016

Comments about Mary Angela Douglas

  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (10/27/2018 7:20:00 AM)

    On behalf of all fellow poets of PH Family and our Mahakul Family we offer a title of honour to poetess Mary Angela Douglas as, Empyrean Elegance. From today onward she will be known as Empyrean Elegance Mary Angela Douglas. This title of honour is offered to her due to her outstanding perseverance and contribution to the world literature. Her poems are deeply philosophical and valuable. We hope, all poets, visitors and people will like this title offered to her.

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  • Ann Buermann Wass (7/6/2018 5:47:00 AM)

    Was thinking about you recently and wondering if I could find you. Remember our days at Fontbonne together?

  • Prabhata Kumar Sahoo Prabhata Kumar Sahoo (5/8/2017 11:54:00 PM)

    I love your poet'page.I am tempted to read more about your works after going thru a few.

  • Is It Poetry James Mclain Is It Poetry James Mclain (11/15/2016 10:55:00 AM)

    Few have the honesty
    As do you
    To have like you the truth
    As you speak in your
    Biography .. James

  • Mary Angela Douglas Mary Angela Douglas (7/2/2016 4:10:00 PM)

    Thank you for your kind comment Odiete. I believe that poetry and being a poet is from God. If there is any vastness in my poems it comes from my being happy to think about the vastness of God. We are all vast in Him I like to think too. My versatility comes from having a scattered, butterfly like brain that likes to flit from flower to flower in terms of topics to think about (why I always had trouble with writing research papers in school at the last minute; not from procrastination, just from liking too much to research and keep finding things out without drawing conclusions. Heaven will be at least in part, for me, I think, the joy of NEVER AGAIN HAVING TO DRAW CONCLUS9ONS! God bless you a abundantly in your continuing (and already eternal) life as a poet. Thank You. Mary Angela Douglas

  • Ovi-enita Odiete Ovi-enita Odiete (7/2/2016 3:44:00 PM)

    You are such a Vast, Versatile and talented Poetess.....

Best Poem of Mary Angela Douglas

The Names Of Things

to Ray Bradbury, looking back, or forward

the names of things we held in our heart
when alphabets foundered and worlds came apart
and the clouds drifted over mindless borders

and were crucified.
the names of things, the orange and the lemon
the midnight zither and the bluebird plans

the tissue paper birthdays at a secret command
all disappeared, their ribbons curling.
all but the names we taught our children to revere and

year past year,
never to split the silver from the rains,
to refrain from negating the Soul.

and ever to stow the...

Read the full of The Names Of Things

There Are Many Rooms

there are many rooms
but only one soul

there are many scenes
on your revolving stage

there is a curtain that
blows in and out
if you cross the room

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