This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by P.C. Scheponik.
Those Moments
There are those moments when the whole world melts,
soft, sandy beaches into indigo waves,
into blue silk sky, into angel hair clouds,
into sun’s golden eye, into moon’s marble love,
into fiery tears of stars who have cried themselves out,
into darkness, into darkness beneath the darkness,
into light we can never, with human eyes, see–
that tabernacle moment when we are free from
every inception, that immaculate moment of conception
when if we listen–without ourselves–
we can almost hear God whispering.
P.C. Scheponik is a lifelong poet who lives by the sea with his wife Shirley and their Shichon, Bella. His writing celebrates nature, the human condition, and life’s metaphysical mysteries. He has published four collections of poems: Psalms to Padre Pio (National Centre for Padre Pio), A Storm by Any Other Name and Songs the Sea Has Sung in Me (PS Books, a division of Philadelphia Stories), and And the Sun Still Dared to Shine (Mazo Publishers). His work has also appeared in numerous literary journals, among them, Adelaide, Visitant, Red Eft Review, Boned, Time of Singing, WINK, Poetry Pacific, Streetlight Press and others. He was a finalist in 2017, 2018, and 2019 Adelaide Anthology Contest, and was a 2019 Pushcart Prize nominee.
