day breaks through
glass; the morning swelling:
“Crucify him”
the noon sun
getting framed in criss
crossed gothic panes
like the power went out -
all skylights
suddenly eclipsed
full moon,
and the howling windstorm --
a wolf stationed
at the foot of the cross
sunset deposition --
only the cross panes left
at the scene of the crime
pink moon
keeping vigil over
the man's cave
from wet caves
to massive graveyards -
now, for all, empty tombs
free from plots
A TGIGF reflection
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Re: A TGIGF reflection
I am sure crisscrossed is one word, Michael.
It does little to have you use it like that.
It does little to have you use it like that.
Re: A TGIGF reflection
These are all superb Michael
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Re: A TGIGF reflection
The pace is good. The poem builds up to the close really well. Good, solid work.
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Re: A TGIGF reflection
Some really great turns of phrase.