Mary In The Garden
written by: Mark Tulin
@Crow_writer
Mary stands in front of the fountain,
a white statue of dignity and honor,
for squirrels to climb,
the crows and Blue Jays to perch,
a quiet shelter for the silence of the night.
Mother Mary is in my imagination,
a part of my everlasting soul.
She has always meant more
than the cement and resin
that stands patiently with hands open
to receive our blessings.
The rose bush rubs against her face,
fragrant with thorns and petals.
She feels the California sunshine,
an occasional coastal breeze,
and the sound of music
that plays from the kitchen window.
Mark Tulin
Mark Tulin is a former family therapist from Philadelphia who lives in Palm Springs, California. A publisher compared his work to artist Edward Hopper on how he grasps unusual aspects of people’s lives. Mark’s books include Magical Yogis, Awkward Grace, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories, Junkyard Souls, Rain on Cabrillo. Mark has been featured in Ariel Chart, Amethyst Review, The Poetry Village, The Junction, Fiction on the Web, Page and Spine, Vita Brevis Press, Scrittura, as well as anthologies and podcasts. He is a Pushcart nominee and Best of Drabble. He can be found at his site: Crow On The Wire.
Latest posts by Mark Tulin (see all)
- No Stranger To The Estranged - October 9, 2021
- The Floating Fisher - May 4, 2021
- Abiding Minds - January 8, 2021
