Friday, April 12, 2013

The street stained red

The street turned red,
a deep red scarlet, after
I spilled communion wine
on the sidewalk in front
of the hardware store.
I used the bread to sop
it up, but it kept pouring,
spreading to the street.
Too slow to chase after it,
I watched the stain
turn the street scarlet red,
the wine now sloshing
its way to infinity.


Martha J. M. Orlando said...

Such imagery! Makes me reflect upon God's infinite love for us . . .
Blessings, Glynn!

Doug Spurling said...

Because Out of the hardware store I came holding three nails--three spikes more like. Puncturing the bread, spilling that which still flows blood red

Anonymous said...

Wow, Glynn. Reminds me of a scene in the beginning of the book Les Miserables.

Anonymous said...

the street turned red
curved right
then disappeared
over the rise

diana said...

Red, the color of joy
the color of celebration
the color of life

Thank you for this imagery. Lovely.

S. Etole said...

For God so loved the world ...

Jerry said...

sopping it up with the bread...excellent. Love this one.

Jody Lee Collins said...

wow.....Glynn, this was powerful.