Poem: Eucharist - Thirty of 30 #NaPoWriMo

To pluck this grape, hold it aloft, pop
It into my mouth; to taste the juice
Seep into my soul; to reach out,
Open palmed, for bread: thick and
Delicious deliverer; chew, taste, swallow
Christ in me, alive in me, sweet Mystery

Where must I go from here?

Photo & Poem (c) 30 April 2015

 

 

Eucharist

Wafer a whisper

Wine washing wrong hearts to white

His body, His blood

(c) 25 July 2012