Endless Wine and Prayers

  Wine Soaked

Endless wine and prayers
pour in and out of our mouth
and we can’t understand
why God doesn’t answer.

This is a continuation of my small stones poetry collection. I forget which prompt I wrote this poem for.
There is no type-o in this poem. I talked about writing poetry about Jesus in an earlier post, see it here.
psalm 119:105, lamp, thy word, light unto my path,


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