Church, through the eyes of a child

On Sunday, church interrupted play

It was not where we wanted to be

not what we wanted to do, we sat in the pew

short, there was little we could see

Listening to other's talk was a crock

other's testimonies we found boring

speech so dry, our thoughts would fly

even our father was snoring

Then stood up an old lady, by the name of O'grady

At first no one noticed a thing, then came a shocker

speech left her lips in garbles, she said as a child she lost her marbles

God told her to find them under her chair by going off her rocker 

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

I believe you spoke for many of us, Soren. Oh, how well I remember those early mornings, when all I wanted to do was stay in my pajamas and eat my bowl of cereal in front of the television. I fidgeted so much in that pew, trying to understand why God needed me to wake up so early. Your surprise ending was such a delightful takeaway from all the religious innuendoes we endured as adolescent children. Thank you for this, and Father Walsh, wherever you are, could you please put in a good word for me?

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the read and the most kind words of encouragement they are deeply appreciated

[Kelly Scheppers]

...my pleasure! It was such an out of the ordinary read with an unexpected turn. Quite clever!

[Tumi]

Your poem is funny and captures the boredom of church really well. Mrs. O'Grady's story adds a surprising twist that makes it entertaining. The rhyme and flow are great! Nice work!

[Soren]

Thank you Tumi for your review and most kind words they are always appreciated

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Of course your poem reminded me of:


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[Soren]

Used to listen to it frequently maybe a seed was planted

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very clever and funny twist.
I remember Sundays waiting to get out of church and go play.

And it was harder for us to pay attention....the mass was in Latin. Then later I was an altar boy and appreciated how mysterious the Latin sounded. I had no idea what I was saying but it sounded good.
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[Soren]

Thanks Jacob for the read and comment. Being brought up in the protestant style people would get up and give testimonies and would ramble on and on. On this occasion we as children laughted but my father, more seious was just mad that she went on and on and his dinner was getting cold

[Marie]

So much I can identify with in this sublime write. Getting up at 7am was nothing to look forward to on dark winter Sunday mornings with no breakfast until we came back home again. Mass was in Latin, nobody understood what the priest was saying and as in your eloquent poem many nodded off to sleep. The most dismal part for me was that my parents had to separate at the church gate after they both gave money to a gentleman who stood by a small table to collect it from everyone. Men and women were not a9to sit together in Church. Husbands and all males went to the left and all female to to the right. It caused great heartbreak for me every Sunday morning when I wanted to be with both my parents and couldn't. Love the humorous story injected into the final stanza about old Mrs. O'Grady! So charming, bless her. Thank you for sharing. I so enjoyed reading, Soren. Lovely work...

[Soren]

Thanks so much Marie for the review and identifying words of support. It is hard to write about religion without offending someone but some of the ridiculous things that people say make it hard to hold one's tongue

[Marie]

So true, but they give us a little laugh too, bless them. Thank you again for sharing, Soren. I love that you always speak your truth!

[Dave W.]

I remember going to my Great Grandmothers church when I was a child. This has captured that same feeling I had as a kid. Good poem.

[Soren]

Thanks so much for the read and comment it is deeply valued. Have a great day