Thursday, February 12, 2015

An Abiding Place--By Pat Durmon--United States

An Abiding Place

on this Sabbath Day
I search for love lavished
within walls where stained glass
reigns high, and there
I listen hard
for broken bread 
and poured-out wine


a white-haired old man
faces a sermon
and droops his head
as if inviting a bright light
to take him over
like wafting gardenias
make sure nothing else

Pat Durmon is the author of Blind Curves (2007) and Lights and Shadows in a Nursing Home, (2013.)  Poems have been published by Rattle, Main Street Rag, Poetry East, Cyclamens and Blades, Between the Lines, Lucidity and other journals.  She is retired from mental health counseling and leads a group called Searching for Light.   Ms. Durmon lives in the Ozark Mountains. 


  1. Pat, I loved your well written spiritual poem that left me with a reminiscent feeling of times past when too have felt the same way as the old man. Thank you for sharing your talent.

  2. Dear Pat,

    It is good to see you already have some lovely thoughts from Charlene. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us. Please let me know if you have any question.


  3. This is both touching and inspiring; your images come across clearly; the serenity in the 2nd stanza is contagious. Well done! // paul

  4. Creative and expressive work..I enjoyed reading this one today..


  5. Strong lines here Pat, I particularly admire the ' alluded too' within the overall descriptive aspect of this piece, for me this is a key feature in making a write stand out..'

  6. Hi Pat. Welcome to Whispers and thank you for sharing those beautiful poems with us. I enjoyed them. Continued blessings!

    -MJ (

  7. Pat,
    A nice poem. I am familiar with the bread and wine ceremony, except I drink grape juice, due to taking medications. Welcome to Whispers!
    Your new friend,
    David Fox