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St. Michael's Medallion

by Chris Sorrenti


All through life
around his neck
he wore a tiny
St. Michael’s medallion
with chain of silver
that never tarnished
of the archangel
who helped throw
Satan out of Heaven
and then asked
“Who is like God?”

On one side
a bust of adult Christ
with beams of laser
shooting out
from all around his halo

On the opposite
St. Michael
with baby Jesus
sitting masterfully
upon left knee
and knowing my dad
no doubt
it was blessed

The history
of how and why
he received it
is now a mystery
and may forever be
at least
until we meet again
I never thought to ask
when he was still alive

After last rights
eight hours later
he passed
and passed the medal to me
and though I miss him
ever since I’ve begun
to wear it
life has been good
in a different way
for I carry my parents now
in my heart
beneath
St. Michael’s medallion

© 2012
Revised © 2015
Photo © 2015 by author


St. Michael's Medallion by Chris Sorrenti (Ottawa Canada) 2012

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05/04/2012

Author's Note: Photo was purposely taken out of focus to capture the shades of colour and light in the medallion from a different point of view.

Posted on 05/05/2012
Copyright © 2021 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/05/12 at 03:29 AM

Beautiful, masterful storytelling.

Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 05/05/12 at 04:23 PM

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Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/05/12 at 11:11 PM

Loved this. Thank you.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/06/12 at 07:09 PM

The enigmatic touchstone...you are fortunate to have yours. The power of this poem lies in the memories, and the mystery. Nice one. Thanks.

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