Shelter at Home

the scarcity of me paper, 

got me writing this little caper, 

I must now skimp and save, 

with ev’ry sheet behave, 

or find a new way to scraper! 

Gary Edward Geraci

Through Her Eyes

to Jessica, my beloved wife, born and raised in Cagayan de Oro, Philippines

destinations to plan and pack

paved roads to pass the pleasures

your country is great

rest areas with plumbing

and chopper water rescues

your country is great

stacked shelves at grocery markets

air conditioned church services

your country is great

boundless books to borrow

a library in every city

your country is great

student loans for college

an abundant supply of jobs

your country is great

shoulder to shoulder cheering

in crowded college stadiums

your country is great

dainty disciplined dancers

and handsome Hollywood actors

your country is great

respected armed forces

great history of invention

your country is great

people that give freely

come to the aid of others

your country is great

the will to overcome

diverse you come together

yes dear, our country is great!

Gary Edward Geraci

Governor’s Exclamation

(need ventilators)

WE CUT BABIES FROM THE WOMB!

(send respirators)

Gary Edward Geraci

Ungrateful Son

Your way in, past her cubicle, 

and she’s bent over, bent over 

once again, a spiritual book 

opened, her desk cluttered. She’s told 

you before, in an imperative 

way, this world didn’t just put itself 

together on its own; her readings 

keep her grounded and one must keep 

a grip on reality - or suffer

at the hands of a modern world

lost in its own accomplishments. 

This time she looks up, noticing 

that I’m noticing and she looks 

me directly in the eye and mouths 

“you are loved; all of us are loved” 

and she closes her book. I mumble 

to myself “that's right: no more Masses 

and my wife practically broke an ankle 

collecting coronavirus test kits.” 

When I get to my own desk I pull out 

my own spiritual book and in 

the first sentence read: “Throughout Sacred 

Scripture one reads continually 

of the love of God for us. He lets 

us know this in various ways.”*  

"Then You’ll understand too Lord if 

my faith is shaken." - I prayed as I closed the book.

Gary Edward Geraci

*In Conversation With God: Meditation for each day of the year - Volume Two: Lent - Holy Week -Eastertide by Francis Fernandez

White Washed Sepulcher

childhood joy,

can you remember

those fond, childhood joys?

backseat window watching,

your own reflection, one of elation:

multiple mounds of green hills,

brindled black cattle grazing,

traversing, scenery sweeping by and

swiftly; fields afar while lightning strikes far off,

but yes, too far for my concern.

then a red barn and

a towering white silo of some sorts,

slowly passes nestled peacefully.

swift streams splashing,

over shiny rocks teasing

the road by darting toward 

her and then away from her

and then under her.

a crowded family car of seven.

yet You accompanied me

then as You

accompany me now 

and You too remember my

joy, that joy, and You’re calling

me back to it, now. 

Gary Edward Geraci