His Posture Was Symbolic

a sad priest

He thought he did his best,

he sat with his chin fallen deep into his chest,

tears touched the dust at his feet,

sadness tackled by the heat,

forgiveness, he found none,

God looked at him as if he suffered

from a touch of the sun,

whatever was in the priest's soul

at the moment was cold,

it was pitiable and real,

his fate would seal,

he took the tasseled fringe of his robe,

and wrapped it around his neck,

his posture was symbolic,

it would block out the freedom and light,

as he tempted the darkness,

and created night.

Reviews

[Angel's Lady]

Wow. Heavy, man, heavy...I like how you tell a story in almost every line, as if each line is a stand alone poem...Good write.

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that was a interesting idea...executed well..the story behind wasn't needed as you caught the despair of the priest with the conviction that he could not be forgiven..good solid write

[Hush Hush]

wow,its so good! I didn't expect him to hang himself at all! I love how this line goes together: "He thought he did his best,
he sat with his chin fallen deep into his chest,"
:)