Pamela Davison


Communion - Poem by Pamela Davison

He holds me like a prayer,
As though he's seen
The consecrated promise
Of all I ever hope to be,
And believes in the source
Of my possibilities.

His fluorescent devotion
Carries my burden
Like a guardian angel
Preparing me for higher ground,
Expecting nothing more
Than my genuine mystery.

He narrates each day
Of our communion
With rapture,
And offers me a dowry of
Cherishing these days and nights;
Living with clear purpose.

Resting in his solemn vow,
Inhaling mystical virtues,
I cleave to the spirit
That would exalt my validity
Upon the altar
Of uncompromising faith.

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  • (7/24/2005 8:38:00 AM)


    Though I don't think much of communion, I liked this poem. Very nice flow and depth. Only minor criticism is that the last stanza is a bit cumbersome, perhaps because there are too many adjectives. But a very tight poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 24, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 24, 2005


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