A quadrille (44-word poem) using word, “bone”. Linked to dVerse poets.
leftover easter ham
bone boils for bean
soup; missing stone
ponder holy day past
woman in blind grief
chosen as eye witness to
her resurrected rabboni
he walks garden alone
when angel rolls rock away
so disciples could view
no body in empty grave!
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 07, 2026 @ 13:16:37
So moving, Lynn, as you transition in thought from the ordinary to the miraculous.
Apr 07, 2026 @ 14:46:44
Thanks, Dora…glory to God!
Apr 07, 2026 @ 10:06:27
Excellent reflection, lynn. I can’t even imagine the surprise, mourning, and joy on that first Easter.
Apr 07, 2026 @ 14:54:43
Truly inconceivable! Thanks for the prompt, De 🙂
Apr 07, 2026 @ 04:46:23
A wonderfully thoughtful poem – Jae
Apr 07, 2026 @ 08:39:44
Thank you, Jae.
Apr 07, 2026 @ 03:39:54
You managed to pack a lot into 44 words!
Apr 07, 2026 @ 03:49:49
Christ’s resurrection is a lot to unpack!
Apr 07, 2026 @ 01:45:55
My mother(May She Rest In Peace), used to cook for us ham bone soup
much love
Apr 07, 2026 @ 03:44:45
Lovely memories of home cooking! Did she cook it with peas or beans? I added potato too 🙂
Apr 06, 2026 @ 21:13:17
Your second line is fun to say aloud. Nice going from the ham to the real meaning of Easter.
Apr 06, 2026 @ 21:17:06
i appreciate your comments here!