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Sainthood
by Erik JensenGrandpa used to tell me about sifting
through the static buzz to hear the prophets recall
Christ play by play. He the most loyal disciple,
reciting the Word back to his momma word for word,
practicing each afternoon in the streets
with the other boys clad in starched, clerical-collar white shirts.
Today, I wonder at him in his piety and read
the gospels of each of the Saints, hoping to become
just that much more Christ-like, steady in my thoughts and hands
and crossing each field bearing a gold and black
cross as the next disciple.
04/19/2009 Author's Note: Thanks for all the comments so far - I didn't expect this one to take off like it did.
Posted on 04/20/2009
Copyright © 2024 Erik Jensen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/20/09 at 12:19 PM there are many wonderful and essential properties to this poem, and beauty at its core. |
| Posted by David Garner on 04/20/09 at 02:38 PM I love the grace in this poem and the source of your inspiration. Really nice. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/20/09 at 06:55 PM I really like the tone to this, the look back to your Grandfather, the aspiring without preaching. It is a quiet testimony. Thank you. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 04/21/09 at 05:03 PM A loving tribute, I love stanza two and the way you relate it to your aspirations. smh |
| Posted by Scott Utley on 04/22/09 at 04:58 AM I had a grand pa once - he was a saint of sorts of the irreverent - I miss him - you give the gift of love - in remembrance of the children of God past - thank you - Thank God - thank you .. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/23/09 at 12:07 AM Wonderfully expressed faith and hope! Great tribute to your grandfather. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/10/09 at 09:17 PM Congratulations on POTD (Nov. 10, 2009) |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 11/11/09 at 04:58 AM congrats on POTD! what a lovely piece full of description and memory. you put the reader right there into the poem. great read! |
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