Born as an Infant (Sapphic)

Into humankind he came; looked like every

Other baby; not far from every other

Needing love and nurturing, food: a nursling

Counting on Mary.

Joseph’s trade supplied his apprentice Jesus,

(Working like all others his age, not standing 

Out) providing specification, standards;

Sanctification.

Mission territory is opened: Cana’s 

Wedding feast, miraculous feats and nature

Circumvented, followers growing, the dead

Rising; now wanted.

Giving Body to eat Blood to drink he was

Hung; convicted criminal; like all others

Died but rose, ascending; from Heaven feeding;

Worshipers eating.

Coming here and down to us; told us he would

Come throughout the ages, without end, never

Ceasing, always saving, our Lord of patience,

Born as an infant.

Gary Edward Geraci

Guiding Light

The warm reflection I see 

while kneeling in the back 

of the church is light reflecting 

and cascading 

over rows of perfectly 

leveled wood pews, perfectly 

seated seating; the pew tops, 

a long runway for soft light,

comforting light, 

drawing light,

relinquishing light. 

Incandescent filaments

filling the space

with sacramental grace,

a sacred space,  

and it makes its way back to me; 

light on wood, it penetrates 

and cuts to my soul 

filling it: 

comfort and consolation, 

inspiration, child like inspiration; 

exactly the place where I need to be.

Gary Edward Geraci

Sheaves & Shelves

Sheaves of poems

On printed pages, no one’s

Asking, now collecting dust

On library shelves. Must 

I relegate my verse

To be relevant? Terse,

Copiously edited,

Now I’m credited.

Yes, an accredited poet.

But you’d never know it.

Ethereal, spread digital, line

By line, preservation not mine

To decide but posterity’s: 

Pride to provide, eternity’s

Heavenly side, and those

Whom learned by grace and chose

Still, this gift, to serve others,

The Lord’s sisters and brothers.

So let this His Kingdom come

And what’s earthbound - reduce to none.

Gary Edward Geraci

Mighty Power

Mighty Power is nonpareil,

casting not abracadabra

but unparalleled Strength to keep

existence in its entirety

going for just one more minute.

Gary Edward Geraci

You’ve Had Your Eye on Me

That I accept you, know 

brother mine, but rebuffed.

To rebuff this carnal look;

left: respect, dignity unspoiled.

Redirect those soiled desires 

to possess.  Pleading,

consider if you may, 

instead, an eternity 

of love, an eternal love, 

brothers and sisters both

(and me); 

an all encompassing 

love, a love like no 

other, a love that 

will never be strange, 

a Love that will never end.

Gary Edward Geraci