Decayed Faith

When churches of honor decay

                    Mired in cynicism's wet glue

                    She splints the feet of hobbled faith

                    To believe as the unbroken do.


          
9/27/20

For 'Writing Challenge - Decay' contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
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Andresen Avatar
October 2, 2020 at 6:31 AM
- A deeply touching poem, Michelle :) - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Roper Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 10:01 PM
Congratulations on your win, Beth! Hugs Eve
Wolf Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 6:32 PM
That third line is something else! G.L. in the contest. ~ Gershon
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:41 PM
From weakness you can find strength, thank you, Gershon (Soupmail..)
Ermine Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 6:00 PM
Hi Michelle. A deeply interesting poem in four lines....! I like the theme of recovery, triumph against the odds. A warrior among the rubble, healing hurt. A lot to admire in your message.... Congratulations on Win!
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:38 PM
Wow, your comment is practically a poem all by itself! Thank you so much, I am flattered~
La France Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 1:58 PM
Michelle, congratulations on your win in my Decay Writing Challenge with this wonderful poem _Constance
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:37 PM
I appreciate the placement in your contest, thank you, Constance.
Watt Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 1:23 PM
It is sad to see a church decay, or even a single person lose faith when cynicism sets in. I've certainly seen enough of both. I liked your image of splinting the feet and also cynicism's wet glue. Congrats on your win, my friend.
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:36 PM
I was actually using 'church' and 'faith' as metaphors for human compassion and integrity but of course it is open to interpretation, you are certainly one of the good ones, thank you so much, my friend!
Kauffman Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 11:20 AM
"Cynicisms wet glue," what a powerful and visceral image, Michelle. There are many depths to delve into in your succinct words! Congratulations on your winning placement. All the best.
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:34 PM
I am touched by your kind words, thank you so much, Sam, hope you are having a beautiful Fall~
Lamoureux Avatar
September 28, 2020 at 12:28 PM
Much to ponder. I think one’s shame is the primary reason one hides themselves from God. It is the Devil’s most useful weapon.
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:28 PM
Thank you for your insightful comment, intriguing!
Leffanta Avatar
September 27, 2020 at 11:47 AM
How can a religion NOT decay? Aloha! Rico
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:32 PM
The greeks believed in many gods and those beliefs are extinct now, flattened by the wheels of time~
Ermine Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 6:01 PM
.... Even crutches erode, need adaptation...
Rose  Avatar
September 27, 2020 at 11:30 AM
Its always sad when on loses faith, it can happen so easily for we are so fragile . Thank you for sharing your heart dear Michelle.
Faulkner Avatar
September 29, 2020 at 7:30 PM
This year has almost - almost! - made me cynical, but I am trying to believe in the goodness of humanity~
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