On ode to a pew


By Rhiannonw
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The old wooden pews
few chapels now use –
where many could be fitted in,
with a sense of community
of others’ needs, unity
and together harmoniously sing
… though it could be a bit of a squeeze
with nudges of elbows and knees
of strangers and friends, families:
with wriggles and sneezes
(not infectiious!) and wheezes,
but concentration,
alertness, attention,
incidentally discerning
the troubles of many there learning.
Some so well designed,
made with good ergonomics in mind –
seat reasonably wide –
others too narrow for a sitting backside,
with supporting back steep
– to help tired mothers and others
keep from falling asleep?
But when sat on a padded chair,
are we then less aware
of our neighbours’
concerns and endeavours,
less pressure to share
to bond, or care?
The comfort relaxing,
distracting
your mind from ears’ capture
of the message of scripture? –
that strengthening gift
which to worship hearts lift.
[IP: furniture]
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Comments
Some brilliant rhythm and
Some brilliant rhythm and rhyme in your poem Rhiannon.
Each line thought out so well.
Jenny.
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Smoke break
I stopped going to church because you can't smoke had to slip in and out when the minister was praying and everyone had their eyes closed. At least I don't have that excuse anymore! In the Methodist they are bit more lighthearted they always bring a little bit of humour into a sermon.
Your poem makes me think of the gospel singer Don Francisco, I don't care how steep your steeple is, pads upon your pews, but have you done the things I've said? Do you love your neighbour, your family? etc
See you! Tom
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Such interesting, practical
Such interesting, practical questions you raise, whether one is distracted by by an uncomfy seat, or kept awake, and if these were considerations of the carpenters, or it might have been the price of wood, or space for the seating! And as Jenny says, wonderful rhymes and rhythm, a truly skilled and musical poem. And it is lovely to see your chapel, pure as a flower
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