Holy Communion

Maggie Watson·August 3, 2025

English Poetry

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Holy Communion

written by: Maggie Watson

Droplets of saltwater rain fall upon her alabaster skin.
A holy communion of tears for years spent in pain.
There is no crucifix around her neck.
She does not believe in God.
Inner strength is her religion.
Trust in herself forged from an epic battle.
Criss-cross scars are still visible on her forehead from
a crown of thorns placed.
Open wounds still ooze rivulets of red as she remembers
being stripped of her soul.
Droplets of tears will never wash away what
remains of his dirt.
To the depths of the ocean, she must travel.
Baptism is the only hope before her
alabaster skin turns grey.
So she dives below the waves while the spirit of her father
leads the way.
And in hell, the heavens open as the devil drowns in a holy
communion of rain.

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Maggie Watson

AUGUST 2025 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com

Maggie was born in Cape Town, South Africa. She now lives in Scotland. She has CFS which is a very debilitating/unpredictable illness. She began writing in 2020 at the start of the Pandemic. At that point, she had no idea it would play such a huge part in her life as it does now! In 2021 she self-published her first collection of poetry and has since self-published three others. Her writing is now much more diverse than when she began. Maggie draws a lot on her life experiences when writing, so her poems can be raw. But she feels that makes her work more relatable to the reader. Maggie is also a volunteer at Barnardo's in UK. She enjoys walks in nature and solo travel.