Dark Church Poem by Leslie Philibert
Dark Church
angular
behind black,
a suggestion of brick;
the spire moon
shadows the roots
under stars
slight warmth
of sandstone
and ticking birds,
small movements
between gravestones
and curled brass
a dark box
of stone waiting
for the edge of light
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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5/10/2024 11:11:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful poem, Leslie. I live in a 160 year old church