Which Doctor
Reciting prayers,
Body splayed across the floor,
Reaching for heaven.
Knees gnarled and bent,
Mouth calloused from oration,
Hands clasped tightly shut.
Passionless faith is,
Just ceaseless recitation,
Magic doomed to fade.
Copyright © Michael Zavaletta | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment