Poetry Blogs (2014, sins of the child)
Good Times
Good Times
Cold light of dusk
illuminated through
these stained glass windows.
Candles lit for saints and sinners
cast dancing shadows
on the marbled aisles.
Prayers for lost souls,
mumbled in archaic prose
to heighten sense
of magic and reverence.
Genuflection.
Sign of the Cross.
Body of Christ.
Blood of Christ
Soul of Man
The burnt rag smell
of i...
Saturday 20th December 2014 7:38 pm
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