remembering him


firstborn son cruelly beaten

pierced, hung on rough cross

dark blood trickles down wood


utterly forsaken by God

cries out in deep agony

firstborn son cruelly beaten


releases his final breath

pagan soldiers insure death

pierced, hung on rough cross


bruised body claimed, wrapped

gently laid in bare, stony tomb

dark blood trickles down wood



Requiem written in cascade form…linking with Amaya’s prompt at dVerse.

12 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Gospel Isosceles
    Apr 04, 2019 @ 15:06:05

    Fortunately this story isn’t a cascade–it doesn’t end with the dark blood on wood. Thanks, Lynn.


  2. Grace
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 19:52:23

    Just in time for Lent’s reflections and prayers.


  3. robtkistner
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 19:23:23

    The human capacity for cruelty is staggering. Powerful write Lynn…


  4. Frank Hubeny
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 15:36:45

    Nice description of the cascade as “dark blood trickles down wood”.


  5. msjadeli
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 14:10:29

    Such a sad story, no many how many times I hear it 😦


  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 13:56:08

    This is a poem that so well fits lent and the upcoming Easter…


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