believe the vine

A quadrille of 44 words offered to you and shared with fellow poets at the dVerse pub

come taste and see
we drink to remember
his blood poured out for us

crushed like heavy grapes
stomped in garden winepress
he drinks bitter cup of betrayal

like first disciples
we wonder, amazed
by life blood we’re clean?

divinest wine lifts sin’s bloodstains!

photo by Bruno/Germany on Pixabay

10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Helen Dehner
    Apr 07, 2021 @ 17:31:12

    I love the direction you took …. a lovely write.

    Reply

  2. Linda Lee Lyberg
    Apr 06, 2021 @ 13:33:31

    Yes, indeed!

    Reply

  3. robtkistner
    Apr 06, 2021 @ 12:48:38

    Well written Lynn.

    Reply

  4. Tricia Sankey
    Apr 06, 2021 @ 11:11:17

    Perfect metaphor, enjoyed this!

    Reply

  5. Glenn A. Buttkus
    Apr 06, 2021 @ 10:37:53

    I applaud your personal morality and faith. Our poems make good book ends.

    Reply

  6. Carol Congalton
    Apr 05, 2021 @ 22:37:04

    Amen!

    Reply

  7. Athira
    Apr 05, 2021 @ 21:55:03

    It’s truly wonderful

    Reply

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