Cassock Poems - Poems about Cassock

...A Cry to the Vicar of Christ On the eighth of May— in the year the world was wounded— white smoke rose, and the Spirit whispered: Leo XIV. Not a crown, but a cross. Not glory— but Gethse......

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...Cassock dance  The heaven hangs low today, just above the spire of the village church, which is closed since the priest hung himself  in the vestry. He drank, you see lifted his cassock and d......

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...A huge room not denied luxury, The rejected in it: Misery Of fine glass up to the bookshelf: If one was close to it saw oneself: The weight of a thousand Christian Books And at what the smart ow......

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...How melancholic was the silent Saint Peter's Basilica without a melody played by the bearded deacon, priest of the Camelites who died in sea-washed Licata; there, the Viol was played by Angelic of......

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...Within the vast cathedral’s lofty walls A cardinal delivered his address From proud zucchetto perched upon his head To buckled shoes, a picture of finesse. His scarlet cassock swayed with regal......

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...Sotoba Komachi is a modern Noh play by Yukio Mishima (1925-1970). Mishima's play is based on an ancient work by Kan'ami Kiyotsugu (1333-1384). The first kanji means "stupa" (the dome of a shrine) whi......

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... Three Irishmen by a window in stare At a building just over there From their heads their eyes pop Their mouths all agog So close they all are to swear "Would you look at that!" the f......

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...When the stomach of a child Who has overfed rumbles, it is not In memory of the empty hands of the past Or what the future holds in hand It is to mock hunger by saying all is well for now! All ......

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...Dust motes dancing through glancing light, refracted through stained glass windows, bright. The smell of old pine and communion wine lingers, wax polish and roses from grieving widows fingers. A ......

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...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 ......

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...For a man of the cloth, our dear vicar is not very partial to clothes He is almost allergic to trousers and y-fronts get right up his nose. Ev’ry Sunday as he climbs in the pulpit ......

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...Welcome into the world where I live With the strength and fault I care to share and give To any soul who likes the vote You need to nick To win in the rat race You kick and prick Into the fr......

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...In the river Jordan you baptized the people, some were brood of vipers: pharisees, sadducees - hey sanna hosanna, king Herod you opposed. You were his prisoner - his servants cut your head. ......

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...Many many moons ago leaving the porch of a south-facing canyon, I hiked to a place where the foothills narrowed, Where the asphalt road ran astride the reservoir lake into which kingfisher......

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...Latin Class it is written all over him in words of gesture phrases of swagger and strut. the swirl of his cassock, proud as he flashes into the room Latin books at the ready. there is a sm......

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