Peach Gospel In The Cellar Poem by nathan martin

In an old cellar mason jars
full of canned sunsets line
the shelves.

ripened years ago.

they have names like
sylvia's famous peach
halves.

each has a piece of paper
with a bible verse written on it.


one day a slim figured girl will
ask her grandmother to try some.

she will reach for the jar of john 15: 1

' i am the true vine and my
father is the vinedresser.'

snap and the lid will come off.

with a warm smile the sweetness
of a parable will be turned
into a crisp cobbler.