some cathedral haiku

bye.altar

    my votive candle

    dimmed . snuffed . extinguished like cain

    wax no longer wicked.

 

corbel:

    angel silhouettes .

    awful.like gargoyles there

    standing in shadow. 

 

sconce:

    candles isolated

    a congregation of warmth

    hardly a fireplace.

 

arcade:

    prayers full of sighs .

    sighs are just gasps in reverse.

    wind walks through the door.

 

altar rails:

    black parishioners

    pray to jesus and mary

    in all their palor