Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Flowery Verbose Sermons

New reverend espouses ridiculously flowery verbose sermons 
Congregation divides several times over the next few months
I stay, imagining they will get better, more down-to-earth, honest.
Pretty soon there are only two of us left.
We give each other shrugs and glances.
He does not ask for help.
So we remain silent.
Contributing to his failure.

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Kim Rodrigues September 5, 2021 at 5:27 AM LOL! This happened to me in a ladies class. A full class ended up with me face to face with the teacher. She was a good teacher but a horrible manager of a class. So I left that church and found a better class. Caren Krutsinger September 5, 2021 at 2:51 PM It is sadly what happens.

L Milton Hankins September 4, 2021 at 1:46 PM Oh my. Sounds like he is in love with his own voice. Too bad! Not a good thing for a pastor! Caren Krutsinger September 5, 2021 at 2:52 PM It is sad when they do not realize they are frightening their flock.