my Jesus Robe


Jeanne in one of her Jesus Robes


Jeanne’s Poem:
Some days I wear my Jesus robe
which covers my “no underwear.”

Other days, it’s cover for my manly, muscled legs
which younger brother labels “fat”.
(My fiancé smiles and retorts:”She doesn’t knock down easily”)

Other times my long robe is wide pants for yoga, skating and aerobic exercise-
somersaults, jumps and spinning.

Sometimes I cover with a long cape
for sacred rites, magic and covens.

Swishes live across my ankles,
flow with ‘lectric hems, static power.

Jesus robes are walls ‘gainst dust
windmills for energy: the Word of God, incarnate!

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