Tuesday, November 9, 2010

A Psalm

Unsayable and unformed prayers
Carom off of hope and dread
Until there is no part of my being
That doesn't commune with God

By day I see your face
In the crowd around me
By night I am wracked
By doubt and insignificance

The dark swallows
Communion and joy
But in the morning hope
Perches by my bedroom door

I will close my eyes
And dream of the ones
Who love me and
The One who loves me

Come morning I will
Take hope's hand
Once more.

This is a One Shot Wednesday poem.


  1. Oh, this is beautiful. I love the notion of hope perching on the bedroom door.

  2. the dark really does swallow our hope and replaces with despair.

    Thanks for the beautiful progression through our day and night

    Moon Smiles

    thanks for sharing with One Shot

  3. Thinking of you during this dark and light time of waiting.

  4. I like the last stanza and think it could stand alone, with maybe just a little more sensory input before it.

  5. Love the idea of hope pearching, ready and waiting for...

  6. Never insignificant, not even a moment long. Always loved and sheltered! Even when things look dark. We are all here, knowing the same doubts and worries, but sit with you and sing your psalm!

  7. Very nice - I too like the darkness and the light alternating in this.

  8. Hope maketh not ashamed.
    love that little bitty line...hold it close to me!

  9. nice. i love the honesty in the second stanza...i feel that at times...but hope perching...its what i live for. smiles.

  10. hope perching on my bedroom door,waiting for the new day
    I liked that too

  11. I love the mornings when hope awaits me. But then there is the darkness swallowing it sometimes. Your poem describes this duality so well.

  12. Oh, beautiful! I love it, the verses separate and yet whole. The first one, in its essence, is to me reminiscent of Rumi...

  13. Interesting how you broke this into five parts, yet the flow is continuous. Neat One Shot, Bug!

  14. Angela & Anne - you're so sweet. Thanks for your kind words!

    gospelwriter - I wrote the first stanza in the morning & couldn't think what to put with it. Then I wrote the rest last night. Thanks for the Rumi compliment (which is how I take it).

  15. Just beautiful, Bug.

    Reminds me of...

    "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."

    Keeping you in my thoughts.

  16. This is a beautiful poetry. I enjoyed is so much... thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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