Gerrit Verstraete Poet Pastoral

Sweet Jesus

sweet Jesus
consummation
jungles damp
everyone is crying
trying heat
skin that shivers cold
you alone
redemption’s price
the cost of everything
some say no
and stumble
yes
a canopy of grace
face of death
a shadow
that cannot bite
sweet Jesus
light
right
flight
the terror in the night
revelation
white
the touch
of bleached cotton

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Nadia Shahwan February 1, 2010 at 9:00 AM Enthralling to re-read this poem. Thank you for suggesting wordclay.com, seems apprepriate that the other web I had known. Wishing you all the best.

Nadia Shahwan May 19, 2009 at 2:57 PM Thrilling.

Carolyn Devonshire February 18, 2009 at 7:41 PM Gerritt, I love "canopy of grace, face of death, a shadow that cannot bite sweet Jesus." Some poems make me see; this one made me feel. Good work! And thanks for reading "Feline Survivor." The one-eyed bandit thanks you too - Love, Carolyn