"dry and barren land/ where no water is": from psalm 63, I think
"my beauty is gone/ for very trouble": from psalm 6 in the myles coverdale translation found in the 1928 book of common prayer
Devotional Poem 1
i am zacchaeus
fumbling up the sycamore
to catch a glimpse
i am the leper
flinging my corruption
onto the mercy of jesus
i am the woman at the well
parched at high noon
as a dry and barren land
where no water is
i am the psalmist
grief dims my eyes
my beauty is gone
for very trouble
i am pope francis
kneeling to wash
the feet of inmates
on holy thursday
i am a prisoner of sin
a mendicant of mercy
begging for blessings
greedy for grace
Poetry by Thomas D

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Written on 2021-02-10 at 00:04




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