The Lead Pastor's Visit
by Riv Wren
He pastored thousands,
but he came to this very house,
appeared in this very hallway,
and there he stood, with that hair.
I expected a tiny microphone
along his cheekbone.
Since he didn’t have one,
he could not talk.
I watched from the window
as his eighteen-wheeler
roared off the driveway,
climbed the curb,
and could not round
our cul-de-sac
or return to the straight lanes
of the main drag.
Riv Wren lives in Loveland, Ohio. That is a real place. Wren's most recent poems appear in Pensive Journal and Cathexis Northwest.