Some Amazing Grace Poem by Ronald Shields

Some Amazing Grace



Going down to the river in ivory robes
seeking sacraments
and the white heat of some amazing grace.
The Ghost is circling the congregation
amid an orgy of Cherubim
fresh from the sight of God.
There is hunger for the flesh and blood
and any innocent will do.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tim Stensloff 11 December 2012

Oh, man, this is so short, but so pointed, sort of like a dagger stabbing at the mythos of communion. I really enjoy this poem.

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Ronald Shields

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