Faith (Loss of)

We're on the poetry unit in my creative writing class, and I remembered how much I enjoyed writing poetry, so here's an attempt.

Faith can live inside us,

or it can be hung on a wall. 

A wooden cross with

a distorted metal figure.

I feel its energy 

whenever I enter the room, and

My mom bows her head 

each time she passes.

I avoid the metal man,

my eyes averted.

She gives it to me;

a going away gift.

I keep it in a box,

down in my basement.

I feel no emptiness,

I'm still alive.

The cross will not hang

on my walls tonight.

Reviews

[Lovecraft]

A short but elegant poem expressing a strange topic, Faith. This seems like a rejection of someone else's Faith as a means to establish your own or just the right not to.

Then again I'm Agnostic and have never really had faith in anything. Still, it's a nice poem that serves as a somewhat unique mouthpiece.

Good job!

[KCthelastboyscout]

You can carry faith with you anywhere inside you.you dont need statues, dolls or figurines to remind you of what you believe and the morals you have learned.well done and I hope others will have an opportunity to read this as well