A Preacher’s Picture

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He believed he could emblazon
away rationalization
He attempted to draw my thoughts
into fine lines of here and there

He believed, therefore he knows
eternal lectures on life
never stepping beyond bounds
convinced he’s got it right

But I don’t believe in black
furiously bounded by white
I don’t believe his questions
will conceal gray tonight

Instead, I’ll twirl his paintbrush
and color myself, disbelief
The landscape he has painted
screams blatant hypocrisy

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AmyfriendAmyfriendover 17 years ago
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Deep thoughts emerge, the more that I re-read... well done

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
disbelief

The sad state of things pertaining to our religeous belief. Each must work out their own salvation.

dcpoet44dcpoet44over 18 years ago
simply.......

an ending i've to agree 100% with. overall it is nicely done.......don

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
I like, the georgia peach

think ye have much to teach...nice..bluerains

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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The first time I read this I thought, "Not bad;"

then I read it again ... and again, and I saw

how you said so much while writing (about) so little.

sweet GA peachessweet GA peachesover 18 years ago
I KNEW IT ...

i knew i liked you from the first poem i read.. and i love this as well.. not a word have you written that has not held me captive and made me think.. a little deeper, a little harder, a little longer...and that is how the peaches grow, into orchards my friend !!!

loved this !

-sgp-

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 18 years ago
I enjoyed your write

as the poem slowly sinks in <grin>

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