copyright cwmartin 2011
sitting
quite
sanctimoniously
on the deacon’s bench
brother jones
was the model of calm
and cool
until
miss maybel
wearing her trademark
red dress
and high heels
sporting a walk
even pastor brown
followed
with each step
to the front of the church
to confess
her sins
and
with
whom
last confession heard
weighted down
with others’ sins
labored steps home
shower on
needing to remove
pungent smell of incense
stains of cheap wine
robes removed
tossed aside
revealing torn t-shirt
naked before the mirror
stands a man
just a man
This poem was inspired by by dracegannon who stated that “In the past, I wrote a poem titled “Priest Are Men” See if you can run with this colorful idea for a poem.” Please visit his site and enjoy some very poignant poems.
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