How to Join Member's Area Private Library Search Sanctuary Login
Main Forums Discussion Tech Talk Mature Content Archives

A home without a wall,
Our haven without ends,
A circle we all call
Our Family of Friends!

navwin » Archives » Open Poetry #21 » Every Sunday
Open Poetry #21
Post A Reply Post New Topic Every Sunday Go to Previous / Newer Topic Back to Topic List Go to Next / Older Topic
bags123
Member
since 2002-06-06
Posts 128
0 posted 2002-07-23 09:23 AM



Every Sunday

Every Sunday
she enters
15 minutes early
pain braced,
scaffolded,
on her metal
walker

I hear her
before seeing
Clump,...drag...
Clump,...drag...
the sound of
aged faith,
persistance

15 years ago,
her husband died
Before that,
her son.
In some
vain glorious war,
somewhere.

She's alone now
with only
her Rosary
to hold.
Almighty God
to talk
with
© Copyright 2002 bags123 - All Rights Reserved
serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
1 posted 2002-07-23 09:38 AM

Remarkable, bags. Delicately descriptive--fragile and yet intense. A true poetic portrait you have captured here. I could actually smell my grandma's perfume...
Goodknight
Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386
Ohio, USA
2 posted 2002-07-23 09:48 AM

this is a powerful poetic portrait painted in wonderful words and thoughts - I really liked this - Paul
bags123
Member
since 2002-06-06
Posts 128
3 posted 2002-07-23 09:50 AM

Thanks serenity and goodnight.
Post A Reply Post New Topic ⇧ top of page ⇧ Go to Previous / Newer Topic Back to Topic List Go to Next / Older Topic
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format.
navwin » Archives » Open Poetry #21 » Every Sunday

Passions in Poetry | pipTalk Home Page | Main Poetry Forums | 100 Best Poems

How to Join | Member's Area / Help | Private Library | Search | Contact Us | Login
Discussion | Tech Talk | Archives | Sanctuary