Seagulls and Saints of Emmaus

Seagulls and Saints of Emmaus
David J Walker

I see Seagulls and Saints
	And icy sills of Window’s
Restraints of blurred realities 
And unaccompanied Complaints
But clearly every pray ends 
In amends and Amens 
And incitant constraints 

I see syllables in Sawgrass 
A syllabus of things passed
Down in hands of hand me down
Phases and phrases 
Of false praise promises of
Devine Salutations extended to
	The someone just behind me

I see sunsets and bad bets 
In this and that complications of
Unfinished pages of equivocations
On the road to Emmaus, 
(about seven miles from Jerusalem)
“Stay with us” we plead 
 for it is nearly evening and the day is almost done.” 
So he went and broke bread 
	And then fled as their eyes opened. 

And That’s when I saw 
Seagulls and Saints 
Dining in fields 
of locust and wild honey

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