Dare I Say

Dare I Say 
who is coming 
to dinner who 
is now being 
seated at the 
table of plenty 
in this immediate 
bluster of chaotic 
bliss sitting across 
from me is he 
supping from the 
brass cup sharing 
his blood blessings 
kneeling before 
mother Mary 
while Magdelene 
washes my feet 
I cater to the words 
of Solomon the 
quiet calm of 
Abraham mingling 
solely with Isaac
dare I Say
for we are not
Gypsies bathed 
within the 
Glory of God

Written by Yolanda Nicholsen
6-19-2-24 4:23 am 1:23 poetry soup time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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