Vespers

by sibyllene   Dec 5, 2010


The church was arched
with white and gold, pillared with
souls and domed by a thousand voices.
Music swelled to the vaults
and pushed them higher.
It pulsed in the stained glass
and made it brighter.

Veni Emmanual, Veni

The air is throbbing, my voice cracks
and there is sudden terror in my soul

burning bush
numinous fear

that pushes tears out through my eyes
and makes me blink and gasp
and try to hide, with nowhere to duck.

The lights dim and
the song ends in silence.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Jad

    A very thought provoking piece to say the least. Describing your surroundings and also your feelings during a song is interesting and quite creative. I love the way you described the church as it gives the reader a place to envision all of the things you have talked about. The emotions in this piece are ranging from joy to sadness to mixed emotions. I love them all as it creates a sense of solemn silence when there is so much noise. All in all, I love the many abstract images you create and also the message of the poem all together. Great job and keep writing.

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