Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart Poet Acrostic

Bike Courier Chronicles - the Archdiocese

A little man for such a big title.
Rosy cheeks flushing the blue of his eyes like birds from a bush;
Charisma came to mind as his eyes met mine.
He was the big guy I could tell
By the stiffness of everyone else
In the straight faced entourage
Seeing right through me.
His Holiness...
Or humbleness
Perhaps gave this guy his clout.


2/6/2020

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Gershon Wolf February 6, 2020 at 10:14 PM Never thought of archbishops as the humble sort. Heartening that you saw that possibility in him. Thanks, Maureen. :) Gershon Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2020 at 7:01 AM Me neither ;), Maybe it's the hat. He wasn't wearing it. Hugs! xomo

Rico Leffanta February 6, 2020 at 6:24 PM The title certainly grabs attention! Aloha! Rico Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2020 at 7:02 AM I had to set the scene ;), Aloha my friend, xomo!

Michelle Faulkner February 6, 2020 at 1:36 PM I like the contrast of holiness and humbleness, very striking, Maureen- Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2020 at 7:03 AM Thank you Michelle. xomo

Heidi Sands February 6, 2020 at 11:15 AM Great one Maureen :) Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2020 at 7:05 AM Thank you Heidi, xomo!

Chris Green February 6, 2020 at 10:51 AM Such a cool piece my friend. I don't know if it was suppose to but this made me smile at the end. Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 7, 2020 at 7:08 AM Thank you Chris! You were by design made to smile (success!), I think clout is a funny word. xomo ;),