Mary Ryan

Rookie (april 7,1961 / Kansas City, MO)

Mary Ryan Poems

1. The Real Reason 4/29/2006
2. See The Manger 4/29/2006
3. Loneliness 4/29/2006
4. Invitation Time 4/30/2006
5. Worship #1 4/30/2006
6. Lonely/Alone 4/30/2006
7. After 4/30/2006
8. The Good Lord Watches Over Poets And Fools 4/30/2006
9. My Mother Is Only A Memory 4/26/2006
10. What I Leave Behind 4/29/2006
11. Reaching Out 5/1/2006
12. You Cannot Hide 5/1/2006
13. My Gift 5/5/2006
14. My Light 5/6/2006
15. Worship #2 5/6/2006
16. Sunrise And Blue Skies 5/5/2006
17. Jesus, Take My Hand 5/5/2006
18. Only One Road 5/8/2006
19. Talents 5/8/2006
20. What Will He Say To You? 5/8/2006
21. Praying Out Loud 5/9/2006
22. Seven Brave Souls 5/9/2006
23. Six Months Past 5/9/2006
24. God's Love #1 5/9/2006
25. God's Love #2 5/9/2006
26. My Desire 5/9/2006
27. Years 6/3/2006
28. Invisible 6/25/2006
29. Salvation Came 7/10/2008
30. How Can We Serve Him? 7/10/2008
31. Going In The Right Direction 7/10/2008
32. What Can I Do? 7/10/2008
33. 911 & 9/11 9/5/2008
34. In The Light Of The Cross 10/15/2008
35. There Is A New Meaning 11/30/2008
36. The Cat Lies Dreaming 11/30/2008
37. Wondering 12/4/2008
38. Let Me Know Your Will 12/4/2008
39. The Biker's New Mission 5/14/2010
40. My Life Is A Poem 4/30/2006

Comments about Mary Ryan

  • Rosemary Cousins Rosemary Cousins (10/29/2012 1:40:00 PM)

    It was a blessing to meet Mary Ryan last weekend at a women's retreat. I read a peom of hers that she wrote the first evening of the retreat in just a few minutes time. It was wonderful. I don't see it posted yet but would like to read it again. She is a very special and talented lady.

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Best Poem of Mary Ryan

A Poet Paints Pictures With Words

You give me some paper and a new ink pen
And I’ll just let the words start to begin
But if it’s a picture from me you desire
To say it would be perfect would make me a liar
All of my lines just can’t seem to be straight
And as for staying in the lines, I’m really not great
Everything seems to go ever which way
But ask me to write and I’ll know exactly what to say
The words I just sit and let them come
As easily as painting is to someone
A picture I can create with words few or much
And into someone’s life they often touch

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A Soldier's Prayer

As the sun sets in a faraway land
A young soldier sits, a picture in his hand
His thoughts on his wife and child-a young family
And he prays every night that again he'll see
'Lord, I miss them so much is all I can say
And I want so much to go home one day
My wife doesn't tell me but I know she cries many tears
And I want to be there to calm my child's fears
But, Lord, don't get me wrong as to why I'm in this place