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Thursday, March 19, 2009

Communion Poem

Communion Poem


The God of man

became Man-God

and bought men for God

with his own man-blood.

Flesh AND blood

got caught

on a nail.

Man knew not what sin had wrought

in God until


Wooden, man-built thing

sandwiched between

Creator and creation.

Earth wine-tasting by driplets dropped and

when the sips had stopped,

the cave mouth spread

open then shut to

consume the bread.


Righteous indigestion.


And the throat that had swallowed

kings, priests, and prophets

had to vomit

at the mere thought it had

eaten God.


And yet . . . we may partake.

1 comment:

Courtney said...

thats good...very thought-provoking.
keep it up!
i never knew you could write like this!