Prayer

Prayer

A Poem by MelissaBlack

Watch his fingers do their

Dance of Prayer over the

Steaming cup entertaining him,

Eyes pretending to be fascinated

With the grooves and dust and

Footprints on the floor-

Not offering his Pride to his

Praise because he squirms in your

Intent to Capture

Him.

Observing the story in every

Movement and every

Flick of his eyes to the

Ground while he

Tries to hide the

Comets soaring down

Through the top of his

Skull-

Soaring through and burgeoning from

That Which He Hides His Pride For.

© 2013 MelissaBlack


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Added on September 20, 2013
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MelissaBlack
MelissaBlack

Littleton, CO



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Sometimes, stories just pour from me. They come in all forms. Sometimes they make a lot of sense, and sometimes I don't even know what they mean. They always feel right, and they always make sense at .. more..

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