The Poetry Of Bob
            Church


            
 


            
Ode To A Buddhist Robe



            Too softly carry me, not for want
            of billowed mist,

            nor lack of compromise to set upon our buttressed plane,

            and lay me on sweet saffron yet to rest again,

            midst season's petals spread with enterprise to resist.

            

            
© Bob Church 2008





            

            
Bob Church resides in mid-Missouri
            with his wife of three decades, Louise, their poodle, Carla,
            and their cat, Callie. After thirty years spent raising five
            children, he has reached the point in his life that allows time
            to pursue his real love, writing. You can find more of his stories/observations
            at notquiteright/