For the love of God

i did some editing for once....ooooo fancy words taste good.

my fathers love has always been thick

the way you think of tar

the tussle and tug-of-war

my face perturbed and tarnished

caked in mud, and stained with obscenity

 

a strong, sometimes violent current

that pours and pulls along its course

I contest, the weight of magnetism

the abysmal heights of a cathedral celing

where my father spun sticky webs, with delicate leaflets

that we tore down when we got drunk

 

when i'm stirred from distressed slumber

and spill the glass of water

that sits on my bedside table

i bend a smile

towards the Heavens.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good way to describe the protection and love of God. I had to read a few times for the words made the poem come alive and strong. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBle]

haha on that day.....yes.

[Dayran]

Really? You...you....you....told him that?