Unholy Spirit
A dark wooden pulpit
enshrines its inner sanctuary
Where stand glass edifices
in choral formation
Others; as effigies of crucifixion
against hallowed walls
The monetary organs quiet
before the sermons begin
Stools, pew like, awaiting
the next intoxicating preacher
Ghosts of past congregations
exuding odours from every pore
The arrival of religious fanatics
take their place before the altar
Praying for redemption
of indiscretions past
Melodic chants of absolution
sacrificial lambs to an age old God
Frenzied tongues transcending parishioners
to another level of consciousness
Luring them into hypnotic trances
False promises of enlightenment
at the bottom of a bottle
Dedicated worshippers to the messiah Alcohol
James
Tobias
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Mandy |
James, I enjoyed the way
in which the play on words in your title played out in the poem. I think you
could pay some attention to the rhythm of your poem. In most of your verses
the first two lines are very rhythmic but you lose it after that. Well done! Points 3 - Very promising piece of writing |
2007-12-22 |
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Louis Harris |
Church, spirits, alcohol.
The metaphor is grand. Points 3 - Very promising piece of writing |
2007-12-25 |
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Kekeletso Molebatsi |
What caught me was the title, and
my interest was maintained by the build up to the end where the unholy spirit
is revealed. A writer’s job is also to maintain the reader’s attention and
you've got mine. Hats off to you. Points 4 - Pretty close to perfect. I was captivated |
2008-02-12 |