Day19 #WritingMyselfWhole: Bleeding Out Prayers in Poetry

my digital art ~ by the Author

As the morning moves the blues clean into hiding
and my tears have prayed me- even before I did
Marvin Gaye’s words prove to be the latest gospel
“oh mercy, mercy me, things ain’t what they used to be”

The soul of America, has a hole where there used to be a heartbeat
the heartbeat of souls slowly dripping over yonder-
the blood of worshipers’, the blood of grocery store shoppers’ ,
the blood of morning commuters’, the blood of protesters’,

the blood that gives me strength, blood that holds whole families together
the blood of day to day, and their blood still cries out from the ground

this is the ache of darkness we are forced to sit with it,
the ache we can’t swallow, because our throats are hard like stone,

Photo by Ingrid Dietrich on

so I must tell you, as I must tell myself,
don’t hold your breath
don’t hold back the tears that follow
don’t cut the black bird’s song
in mere and morrow

let the song bleed you
let this prayer, pray you
let these words hug you tightly
til you do

Poet Krissy Mosley

16 thoughts on “Day19 #WritingMyselfWhole: Bleeding Out Prayers in Poetry

  1. Kym Gordon Moore

    Mercy, mercy me. Yes ma’am Krissy, there is a hole in the soul of our country, but I think that someone, somewhere is standing by with an AED to shock our hearts back to beating again. We have witnessed a bleeding of respect, hope, love, and humanity that seems to grow daily. But we are praying warriors who hope people will one day stop slinging mud and cow manure at each other and come together as one. Now whether or not we will live to see that happen, well I still remain optimistic, even if it is a result of the insurmountable tragedy. Let’s hope we wake up before it gets to that point of no return.

    Thanks for serenading us with your poetic words my dear friend. πŸ˜˜πŸ’–πŸ₯°πŸ’‹πŸ€©πŸ’žπŸ˜ŽπŸ¦‹


    1. apoet'svisionKrissy Post author

      thank you for that AED , you’ve blessed me, yes indeed…. “let’s hope we wake up” blessings my sister, πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ™πŸ»πŸ˜ŠπŸ™πŸΏπŸ«‚πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—

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      1. Jeff Flesch

        You’re welcome, Krissy. It’s my utmost pleasure to read you. I’m honored by your words, thank you. Know that I adore your writing. πŸ’™πŸ’œ


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