Poetry Blog by Graham Sherwood

In hordes they teem this eager flock,

to bring libations un-thought all,

some adorned in hard won wealth,

others come in cheaper cloth

to hear sweet music, retailed hymns,

the bright lit windows hypnotized,

they break warm bread that’s offered there

and drip their faith in litter bins 

 

Elsewhere some cathedrals lie bereft

cold stone ancient edifices,

warmed by wi...

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