A work in progress. Also originating from the "free-write" session at the Black Seed Writers' Group.

Daily Practice

I circle the chaplet

of plastic prayerbeads


and, in my soul's rowboat,

steady toward the goal,


with each bead, each stroke,

move closer to peace.

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-03-07 at 13:21

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Christopher Fernie
Dear Tom,

Great to read about plastic and water being the basis of a prayer rather than a curse.



josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Lots of spirituality here in a few very well chosen words.