Twilight (standard:poetry, 126 words)
Author: kendall thomas	Added: Jun 16 2003	Views/Reads: 3036/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
About time and doubt.

Twilight 

by Jack Straw 

. 

A white rustic church with spire 

set in the twilight by the side of the road 

as if a toy in some child's playset 

where I used to go 

. 

There were memories even then of doubt 

as I listened to the pious voices of the devout 

the shuffling of tired feet on artificial ground 

the miracles of man in a faraway land 

. 

No angels but birds fly through this corralling dusk 

the voice of the crickets have become the choir 

of a cleric moon offering its Eucharist 

through the branches of puzzling trees 

. 

But sermons go on too long 

and little children are given to sleep 

when words are only words 

and mother's lap the soul of eternity 


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