Monday, May 21, 2018

post Pentecostal blues

on the day after Pentecost,
we spend the morning
picking out confetti lodged
   in the sanctuary carpet,
explaining to the fire marshal
   why the alarms kept going off,
folding the banners away for another year,
and tightening the windows
against the breeze that
keeps rattling our souls.
© 2018 Thom M. Shuman

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