Communion

window
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

I had always thought you
a monochrome man,
black chest, stiff white collar
 

chafing a throat
scraped by morning ritual
and yet
 

when you mentioned
the stained glass window
at the back of the chapel
 

I did not turn to look in awe
with the rest of the
congregation –
 

I could already see the
sun-drenched colours
reflected in your eyes.
 
 

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Filed under Free Verse, Poetry

2 responses to “Communion

  1. Brendan

    A “monochrome man” with the rose window eyes, yes, how well that balances a heaven with our earth. Glad to see you making an occasional appearance, you’ve been missed. Hope to see you more.

    • Hello my lovely friend, it’s been a while. I’ve been out of the loop, trying to find a work/life/poetry balance. Hope you’re well and thriving creatively.

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