Transepts Poems - Poems about Transepts

...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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...Part 1 - London's Medieval Minster Cathedrals come, cathedrals go, but none impresses or enthralls (summer drought or winter snow, sparkling springs or foggy falls) quite like the Church o......

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...on confessional summer streets of city the heat scums in like a churlish treacle in back of the five and dime bodies drift by cotton barely captures their hides of leather mock they come feasting......

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...A cowboy ain't got no use fer the trappin's uv a meetin' house affiliation, In which to commune with the Lord to git his religious inspiration! He won't be corralled by a staid and sanctimonious co......

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