Troubled Psalm
Daniel Edward Moore
1.
If only you could tell me
who walked the world
on a rosary of stars, as
angels flexed muscular wings,
rolling clouds into
scrolls of snow, before
flake after flake
of promises melted,
proving that blue
could not spare gray
from freezing steeples below.
2.
If only you could tell me
when women grew tired
of making gods
out of fat doughy boys
in biblical ovens.
3.
If only you could tell me
why hearts wrapped in ice
praying in Styrofoam coolers
are the last of the airborne
supplicant saviors
resurrected by a surgeon’s knife.
4.
If only you could tell me
how Bread became King
& breaking it slowly over time
turns crumbs into pigeons
& men into gods
& red beating muscles
in dust devil fields
can give you eternal life.
Daniel Edward Moore lives in Washington on Whidbey Island. He has poems forthcoming in Weber Review, The Cape Rock, Kestrel, Red Earth Review, RipRap, The Timberline Review, River Heron Review, Passages North, The Tipton Poetry Journal, Passengers Journal, The Night Heron Barks and The Coachella Review. He is the author of two chapbooks, “Confessions of a Pentecostal Buddhist” (CreateSpace) and “Boys “(Duck Lake Books). 'Waxing the Dents,' is full length collection is from Brick Road Poetry Press. Visit him at Danieledwardmoore.com.