Since My First Communion At Seven

Since My First Communion At Seven

A Poem by Blake Fodor

Since my first communion at seven,

I clung
to doubt as Satan spider-like stalked
the orb of dark surrounding Eden
for a wormhole into paradise.
God had first formed me in the womb
small as a bite of burger.
Once my lungs were done
He sailed a soul like a lit arrow
to inflame me. Maybe that piercing
made me howl at birth,
or the masked creatures
whose scalpel cut a lightning bolt to free me�"
I was hoisted by the heels and swatted, fed
and hauled through rooms. Time-lapse photos show
my fingers grew past crayon outlines,
my feet came to fill sullen images.
Eventually, I lurched out to kiss the wrong mouths,
get stewed, and sulk around. Christ always stood
to one side with a glass of water.
I swatted the sap away.
When my thirst got great enough
to ask, a stream welled up inside;
some jade wave buoyed me forward;
and I found myself upright
in the instant, with a garden
inside my own ribs aflourish. There, the arbour leaves.
The vines push out plump grapes.
You are loved, someone said. Take that
and eat it.

© 2014 Blake Fodor


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This was one interesting write and your talent speaks in your words...well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


This was one interesting write and your talent speaks in your words...well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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quiet nice story. quiet provocative i like how you build words to this monument . it s realy epic piece

Posted 9 Years Ago


It is quite remarkable how some of use either by education or any other normative / formative force have taken the experiences offered in such diferent ways. I loved the image of Lucifer yet in here he seems to be a cast away (poor him) as he was the clever one who created by god (so the story goes said No and essentially said to God I don't think so) . I only mention that becuase as a fact is absolutely irrelevant but in the context of the writing quite a pivotal moment. All the way to"Eventually, I lurched out to kiss the wrong mouths" quite a defininf moment. All division and deviations are completely man made yet at the end you are loved it isn't. There is an intriguing story line here not everything has been shown yet. I better go and read some of of your writing.

We are only humans born to make mistakes and revel while we make them.

Thankyou

Posted 9 Years Ago


Fantastic emotion and wording in this one. It takes the reader on a vivid and well planned journey. Great write!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very well written.....I felt as if I grew with you...from the womb on...

Posted 9 Years Ago


Well thought out and delivered piece! Full of passion and will of steel. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is excellent writing, with depth of feeling and outstanding correlations! You draw the reader in

Posted 9 Years Ago


A good tale that plots spiritual development and exploration. The final lines are priceless and hold a fine irony in them. Nicely done. Penny

Posted 9 Years Ago


You pen full flowing emotion that pours through out this brilliantly expressed piece...

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Blake Fodor
Blake Fodor

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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