Continuing our feature to highlight poems by contributors to the various Twitter poetry parties, today we have “Sometimes I Cannot Always Be There” by Marcus Goodyear, a poem he wrote for All Saints Day.
Sometimes I Cannot Always Be There
If only I had the knowledge
or experience or energy,
I would see the glory of my son
in white robes and black stole
open his mouth in a wide O,
the sound of his voice blending
with other children’s voices all
filling this place with expectation:
A man can rise from the dead.
A virgin can conceive a son.
The worst thing in life is not
death, but life without belief
that life can be better.
After tricks or treats comes All Saints.
After the candy comes communion.
After the costumes come new robes
all the same for all of them who sing.
Copyright 2009 Marcus Goodyear. All Rights Reserved. Used with permission.