Altar Boy Poems - Poems about Altar Boy

...A Sacred Trust An old cleric sits in his rocking chair He is on the porch of a lakeside cabin He is remembering with tears in his eyes A boy many years ago making his confession * After pushing......Read the rest...

...Lie to men, but not to God, I'm sorry for those I'll hurt, For this is what I must write, I'm not writing because I'm holier than thou, Neither am I better than thou. I know I'm better than noth......Read the rest...

...Blue velvet circles spinning in my mind Archaic fabled days of sadness and desperation Feeling so blue Like the drifting sea anemone in ocean blue While spirits swirl about me Feelin......Read the rest...

...The great change I have a mask made of plestic glass covers the whole face to avoid touching my face, of the type dogs, were not to scratch their ears. Surgical gloves are must when going to the ......Read the rest...

...The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems ......Read the rest...

...The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems ......Read the rest...

...Baby Boy Altar Boy Golden Boy Lazy Boy Fat Boy Doughboy Star Boy Car Boy Hardy-har-har-Boy Bell Boy Bus Boy Bar Boy Cigar Boy Noodle Boy Poodle Boy Strudel Boy Skinny Boy Bony Boy Phony Boy ......Read the rest...

...Kenneth Standish 1912-1919 We lived on Newlin Street in a gray house, Across from the Catholic church, St. Mary’s. I loved going to the Mass every morning, Which I did daily with my shirt tuck......Read the rest...

...he came to us on a woven beaded hamoc as a flower bedded excursion taunt to the sun there was a man among men who would deliver a specific message to the masses with lashes planted as a tiny seed i......Read the rest...

...God touch the flame God is a consuming fire let me explain a radiant night couples run to the pier for a chance to splash but then frozen from deep within there is a resistance to pull back from......Read the rest...

...Forgive me Father, I don't go to church anymore perhaps if I'd been a altar boy but we moved before I knew the Latin lines and mom says for the best, yet secretly, I envy those by your attention b......Read the rest...

...Roaming the village with black beautiful girl tucked in arms was Johnny the village god Adored by older boys with the world under his sure feet As he stepped on his darling round village girl......Read the rest...

..."Drip, drip" said the mildew-stained stone cellar walls of St. Peter's cathedral, Where a goblet of wine dripped into a priest dressed in robes violet and medieval. Down into the crypts beneath t......Read the rest...

...From when we leave the womb, said Freud (or Jung), until the day we die, life's one long try to climb back in. That cold air hits our lungs with such a shock, we cannot help but cry. Her na......Read the rest...

...His name it's Johnny Rebel You may have heard it said That Angels weep In their pious sleep At the foot of Johnnies bed Don't you lay with him girl Just like Adam and Eve His truth doesn't t......Read the rest...