Wednesday, September 5, 2012

beer prayers

the lawn chair
leans
crooked
under the hemlock

old monk
stretches out
birkenstock feet

takes a cold pull
of frothy lager
prays

7 comments:

  1. Now THAT is one smart monk! Can see it all - the tilted chair, the sandalled feet....awesome, Ollie.

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  2. Old Ollie,

    There is a quality to everything in this poem. The wisdom of the Tired Monk himself and the comfort with his well crafted footwear. The lawn chair has been nicely 'broken-in,' while the beer is at a perfect temperature. It seems like prayers have been truly answered:)

    Best Wishes,
    Eileen

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  3. i hear prayers are pretty good with pretzels.

    can't imagine what i ever wanted to do before i started prayin'...

    xo
    erin

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  4. Dig it.

    Prayer and beer, like my smoke and prayer.

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  5. I want a beer under the hemlock ;D
    Magic in these moments!

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  6. LOVE this poem and love Eileen's comment. Blessings.

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  7. A prayer and a beer ---> both uplifting!

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