Short Collection Plate Poems
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Beside the last pew,
a chipped white collection plate.
A ghostly blessing
if you toss a modern coin
through time and the barred front door.
Whilst singing praises to the Lord
Collection plate passed and he scored
Enough for a brew
With a coin or two
Whatever the Lord could afford
On Sundays, the preachers will preach
And Sunday School Teachers will teach
If that does not grate
The Collection Plate
Will tempt everyone to the beach!
Sly pastor, his wife had a bust,
One charging the pews with much lust;
Collection plate filled,
With cash overspilled,
Once pastor ruled, pass it, she must.
The clapboards of the church pews
are as loud Praise print on a hymnal
collection plate showerless blessing
bell rope dangle art on a dusty floor
prayers of silence hallow the rafters
sunset gifts bits of stained glass life
Trump went to church to prey today
The Collection Plate passed his way
Quick as an elf
He helped himself
"Only a fool gives cash away!"
So many people sit and grouse
Our POTUS is a lowlife louse
Let Trump emote!
Get out and vote!
"Trump goes potty at The White House!"
Asked if they believed in the Hereafter
Amens echoed from every rafter
The preacher rejoiced
Then this plea he voiced
"Fill up the collection plate hereafter!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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PREACHER
the preacher explains
as he travels tracks on his palm
he is on god’s path
helter-skelter tracks indeed!
the midnight express toots warning
reverend smith
with his superior air
mounts the podium
from the loft i can see
through the tear his underwear
after sunday service
a hundred dollar bill in the collection plate
“praise the lord!” says smith
to himself quietly covering it
with a five dollar bill
Dave Austin
Stained glass Christ
a half @ssed confession or two
collection plate duets
death rattles in the pew.
Misery in the pew
virgins sucking on their vice
gossip spreads the news
over stained glass mice.
The cutters on the slice
blood soaked plastic Christ
sipping whisky over dirty lies
rolling a pair of blank faced dice.
Chained to the dark side of the room
with jesters and the loons
collection plate duets
with a stained-glass rapist
crouching down in darkened pew.