Sunday, February 26, 2012

Poem to God

How do I write
poems to God
who knows
my sentiments before they bleed
imperfect onto paper?
This ink, so insincere
as pen prays to page
after page
trying to say
what this heart feels.

Self-consciously I craft a stanza,
dance around slanted rhymes
and everytime
the words are left wanting.
And as I try to fill the space
between here and there
spinning and stitching thoughts
this poem is still about me.

How do I write a poem to God--
praise and pray instead of
pray for praise?
When the heart runs murky dark,
what good are these watery scratches
before they wash away with the dust?