Shapes and color fulfill wooden carved pews.
A bible speaks,
words of faith as
a divine service takes place.
Muted mouths whisper,
as hands silently embrace.
Choir of prayers sound the air.
The rejoice of history's
immortal birth.
A vestry safely protects,
a box holding poverty's wealth.
A collection of money,
the people's offering.
Boxing Day's gift for the town's poor.
In a list
A contest entry
- Calling All Christmas Posts by daviscth.
450 points, ended December 20, 2007, 57 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is filled with such imagery. I loved it. Thank you for posting it in my contest and all the best luck at judging. Merry Christmas, Cathy
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Wow-
Powerful piece You have penned and what images come to mind~
Thank You for sharing this with us and the message as well
You are Appreciated!
You have also been hoodwinked by The Poetic Bandits~
Many blessings to You
Best wishes too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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Lovely poem i like the spiritual message in it, beautifully written, congratulation on your trophy.
Doomday. 
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Ah... a fine poem!
Congratulations on winning the gold trophy! A fine poem!
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The rejoice of histories
immortal birth.
immortal birth is belonging to history so it is not histories plural but an apostrophe used - history's immortal birth.
a good poem, just that one section needs an edit.
i thank you kindly for entering your poetic piece and good luck to you in this contest, good luck for the new year that is on its way, i hope it is full of joy for you. - spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of love...
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