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.

remini-scent

 

 

warm woodsy scent still

lingers in last night’s sweatshirt

campfire memories.

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aroma’s scrapbook

applewood and pine needles

toasty marshmallows

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warning:  odor chokes

if wind changes direction

when sitting near fire.

 

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