The Confessional - Whispered Sins In A Dark Wood Box Poem by Barney Rooney

The Confessional - Whispered Sins In A Dark Wood Box

Rating: 4.8


They said that of course the soul could not be seen
but mine was translucent white
exuding a gentle light
nestled there deep within my being
Every second week I took stock
of edges darkened by childish venial fault
and with whispered sins in a dark wood box
I made it clean.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roseann Shawiak 26 March 2015

Great poem, short, meaningful and poignant. Just had to read it once again. RoseAnn

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Sally Plumb Plumb 23 May 2015

Mysterious piece of writing. Enjoyed.

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Clarence Prince 29 May 2015

You've made it clean! Good work, Barney! Well done!

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Pradip Chattopadhyay 08 October 2013

a brilliant idea and style, a short but wonderful poem. loved it.

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Roseann Shawiak 17 January 2014

Very original thought, I like it's poetical ideal. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Dr Antony Theodore 13 August 2018

They said that of course the soul could not be seen but mine was translucent white exuding a gentle light nestled there deep within my being..a beautiful vision of the soul in light residing in your innermost recess. fine poem.. repenting..... will make it more dwell in light........ thank u dear poet. tony

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Lungelo S Mbuyazi 18 May 2018

With whispered sins in a dark wood box....Thanks for sharing with us...

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Sally Plumb Plumb 26 November 2016

I've read this again. Still enjoyed.

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Annette Aitken 26 May 2016

This is such a strong piece loved reading it.

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Sally Plumb Plumb 22 September 2015

A kind of confessional box I believe, (could it now be pandora's box?) A really good piece of work.

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