Poetry tops the list of things I love. I’ve never had a chance to study it as an art form. The college I went to didn’t have much use for poetry. Nobody ever got rich from writing. I can make the statement they didn’t place much value on the written word as a means of expression. In my time there, only one creative writing class was offered every four years because it was a requirement for middle school teachers. I felt sorry for my professor. It was his last year before retirement. All my classmates did was complain. I decided to devote 2021 to writing different styles of poetry. Therefore, in February, I plan to write sonnets. I’ve titled this one Horizon Church.
Planted on the street that once was skid row
Beside the sleezy bars with vacancy signs
A tiny church was planted and decided to grow
Among the weeds of vice that twists and twines
People thought they were crazy to locate there
In a dilapidated building that needed tore down
The topless next door claimed it wasn’t fair
The church made them all look like a clown
The congregation went ahead with their plan
They chopped up the bar and made it into a pulpit
Laboring day and night the work slowly began
To create a place to worship and spirituality commit
Lives dedicated to Jesus among the trash and the debris
Unshackled from the past to sore high, liberated, and free
Who is Molly Shea?
Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh. To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.
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