Arms Immobile On Stone Statues Poem by Doris Cornago

Arms Immobile On Stone Statues

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How
Sweet
On the
Tongue are
Tears trailing
Down the valleys
Fervid forgetfulness
Formative forgiveness
Plate's full of memories
Deeply embedded obstructs
Mandibula masticating mystic
My morose mind, mincing none
Marinating thoughts of losses
Holy wholesome hold-uppers
Devourers discover dangerous
Derelicts demystifying stone
Sculptures are mere stones
Statues on immobile arms
Jewels on crowns are
Stones smoldering
Colored coldness
Massive masses
Contracting
Congealing
Convent
Cons

Arms Immobile On Stone Statues
Monday, July 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: free mind,freedom,god,religions,saint,self discovery
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Religion is the set of beliefs, feelings, dogmas and practices that define the relations between human being and sacred or divinity. One goes through life in fear of punishment from a Divine Being as described in different religions, to contain a sinful self. On growing into adulthood, one discovers freedom of beliefs, a sense of wonder precedes all discovery and something else grows in place of fear, its antithesis - love. Discover this relationship in the atmosphere of freedom, not containment.
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