Linen sheets

~read author's note first~

Linen pillows and sheets,

Empty cars, frigid sleet,

Rigid stubs of lavender closet crystals, 

Broken spirits, charred blisters,

Buried believes,  musty scars.

Back in the dirt of our actions, 

alone we are.

Throw salt over shoulders,

and call upon the Holy Spirit. 

Staple rosaries to

trembling fingers. 

Every night's the same 

dream--

written in God's fine script

on my mind.

The storm of action mutinies. 

Listen, the grass is stirring outside.....

To the clashing sound of blades,

a tangerine sun hangs on the sky.....

Bring life to rejoice,

Death to rejoice further.

Shoulders hunched over Bibles.

Wooden crosses, with

stiff iron nails

line the walls.

Milk our bones of all faith,

make us kneel down

in the dust,

Bury us alive in

rose coffins, 

we would still find some 

Hope to trust...

Author's Note

I don't strive to degrage any religion. I have merely written this poem to show how religion, with its fixed believes and ideas, can kill a personal opinion. Even though, it does provide a support on which you can lean, or a harbor where you feel safe, it does not let you go ahead and discover your own believes. It passes down a set of rules that are to be followed, no matter what. It does not see into everyone 's individual opinion. Do you really think someone's believes, or the knowledge passed on by God can be bottled up in tiny books? Can we honestly try to bind people with different experiences and lives into one code of conduct? Is it possible to contain God in meagre churches, temples or shrines?

Reviews

[Bright Ocean Star]

Dearest Moon daughter, I believe that society without moral rules to follow would devolve into a chaos of rioting, selfishness, gluttonous orgies and thievery. Not much different from what we find on the headline news, is it? Think of how bad it would be if no one had moral rules to follow. My faith has sustained me through some harrowing, difficult circumstances. I believe that the intercession of certain wonderful saints asking for God's graces for me and my family saved my marriage and children. I saw first hand the cause and effect, the stimulus and the response. I don't believe in coincidences. I know how lost i was before I gave myself over to God completely. I live my life for Him first, and he feeds me and keeps me positive. My faith in my church evolved later, but the community that I have found there have become like family. That is a unique and powerful force for good in the world, and shouldn't be discounted easily. It isn't easy to follow the Big Ten, which is why we (in the Catholic Faith) have confession. It isn't easy for anyone. But go regularly, confess where you've messed up, and God heals you, forgives you, and helps you to start another day trying. I think it is important to keep trying to be the best, most loving person you can be every day. I fall down often and repeatedly. There are people I just don't like and I'm not perfect. But, I must keep trying. I loved this poem, by the way. Beautiful, insightful, lyrical, and fabulous...as always!

[Fernando Dardón]

Well I believe just what you said and agree with that, but I would add something more:
I guess religion is some kind of guide. Wether which one is "better" than another one? I Really don't know. Each religion has it's wrong sides but also it's good sides, let's remember that any Church is human comprised, and and we man-kind have mistakes. I personally think that religion doesn't kills your oppinion, and your way to see life, but it might do so when you don't know why you are doing what you are doing. People who really understand their religion and practice it (without hurting others in any way, that's important to menction) are not chained to it. No matter what religion you practice, no one can really make you believe if you don't want to believe.

BTW I loved this poem, because its instrinsic philosophy. I do not agree at all, but I loved it.

PD: sorry if I have grammar or spelling mistakes, I'm not a native English speaker :D

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

fast paced and resolute within your reasoning, well done, one to ponder for a while, good read.

[Zakari Schmidt]

Wow this poem really spoke to me. I love the religious references, as well as your authors note. You found words for some very deep ideas, quite impressive!!!!

[Alfred Kukitz]

Your last stanza is a knockout. Great writing, great ideas, great work!

[Einstein Noodle]

i hear you Moon's Fairest! i was raised a Catholic (in the 50's) and you have certainly hit the nail head squarely. tho the Catholic Church has changed a lot there still remains a lot of musty .. i think the best thing about rules (lets say the Ten Commandments) is that upon trying to follow them (no matter how well) one must eventually arrive at that place of confession .. "i can not do this" .. we then can give up .. or like you say ..hope and trust in the very real Living God .. i think at that point the rules kind of fall away ;)
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the tone of the poem.
"Milk our bones of all faith,
make us kneel down
in the dust,
Bury us alive in
rose coffins,
we would still find some
Hope to trust..."
The above lines are true. Hope and trust is all we have sometimes. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Eleanor]

I agree with you.
I respect my religion but sometimes it just stops me from doing few things I have always wanted to do.
But I'm no one to answer all these questions of yours.
Great flow and a great write :)

[Sami Khalil]

Long subject. You raise good questions. Every one has to answer for him or herself regarding all. Thank you for sharing...:)...

[Jennie Baron]

This is very artfully worded and flows beautifully. I may not know answers to the questions you raise, but I think that people need hope and hold onto it bravely. (For myself I do find hope and comfort in church but also in creation and life itself.)

[Pryde Foltz]

A very beautiful and positive write with a touch of the powerful.