Apologia Poem by Jacqui Thewless
Apologia
I gave up churches,
even the ones that recognised
silence as a river of sacred possibilities:
diving for pearls
-of-wisdom by priestly-permission, the faithful
servants were won with prizes, while I
still preferred poems
that open their shells by themselves
to fickle folk with searching
attitudes, who’re secretly fervent,
ravenous for truth – and
fed by fluke.
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4/19/2024 7:50:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
good poem, I like it, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.