Saturday, June 28, 2014

A Poem by JD DeHart

the danger of elevating others,
the angel now painfully
visible and laden with error,
the high place creating only
the possibility of fall,
shatter, damage,
now a porcelain figure
lies on the floor, cracked
and suffering, and I am no doctor
nor priest, uncertain of what to do.
JD DeHart is a writer and teacher.  His writing has appeared in Eye On Life Magazine and The Commonline Journal, among other publications.

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