Month: March 2023

Daughters of Daughters

Daughters of Daughters

The afternoon,

rain drizzling, reflecting on glass.

fireplace gently glows.

Laughter covers the tears

echoing into the season

of the day.

Sponging into hopes

Daughters of daughters

Knowing without saying

Picking up the spoon

Offering a portion

It is at the table.

3 generations of women

Daughters of daughters

Draw strength.

Christine McNeill-Matteson

The Dance

The saints woke,

Walking to their place of meditation

They lift their heads and kneel.

Remembering the prayers of the faithful

Their voices go to the ears of angels.

And ride the wings into the heavens. 

Where miracles abide and worries subside

The dance of the prayers of the saints.

Christine McNeill-Matteson

copyrighted 2023

Waking in Spring


I hope I will always wake in tulip sunshine

among the fragrance of green grass

growing near flowing rivers

while breakfast sizzles in

cast iron skillets

with biscuits

on cobalt



If this

goes away

in my memory

and leaves me for

another day in changed

places, I want to still wake

in tulip sunrise and still smell

the coffee brew to another time but let

not the reciting bobwhites forget to sound; so I will always remember.

copyright: CMM 2005


Hi, my name is Snuggles. I am best friends with a little girl named Aurora Leigh. You might think I am talking about “Aurora Leigh,” the long prose written by Elizabeth Browning. If you were, you were wrong, she was named by her Mother and remembering Elizabeth Browning’s work.

Anyway , this is not about her, but about ‘Snuggles, traveling companion and confident. I met Aurora Leigh just shortly after she was born, and we have been close ever since.

So, stay tune, there are a lot of adventures I want to share. We will be back.

The way I have felt since Sunday time change …

Artist: Christine McNeill Matteson

Celtic Green

If you are looking for gossip, 

You have come to the wrong field.

We stand among the grass

The goats are quiet and  still.

Gray and blue sky hangs just above.

A Celtic Mom and her daughter share love

Wisdom between them comes from the strife.

They bring generations of Maternal life.

Around them their ancestry stops to listen

The children although playing still pay attention.

The women before them flow through their veins 

It is why they are , who they became.

Copyrighted:  CMM.

Dr. Seuss

What would we have done without Dr. Seuss,

his clever rhyming his cats and his goose.

It puts wonder on faces of all ages.

As we turn and look at the colorful pages.

I have his books, he gave to us all

“The Cat and the Hat,” made us feel so tall.

As he wondered throughout our imagination

The young and the old; a fond education.

copyright: CMM