A Prayer Poem by Aria Siren

A Prayer

Rating: 4.5


Thick skinned hands peeling like potatoes
If I...
Pull them back
Slowly remove these layers
Of dirty skin
Smelling of earth and rain and sage
I find the sin
The damp unlit room
Covered over by palms tight
Clasped in the middle
Hidden in the folds
Of those hands

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A challenge from another poet to base a poem around something simple and unpoetic: a potato. The whole poem stemmed from that first line.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yash Shinde 23 March 2014

...amen, may this beautiful prayer of your cleanse us of all our sins...

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Owain Glyn 19 May 2013

A clever use of image to reveal an essence we all share.

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Patricia Grantham 14 March 2013

This s a very heart warming poem. I can truly say an Amen! to this piece of work. Short but well penned. Thanks.

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Yuliy Valenko 19 February 2013

The poem tends to bend towards the consiousness of the Spirit of grace in you? With the body, old and experienced in a warm life of mercy. Rough but not bitter, even a cooked potato.. haha!

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