“I thirst,” Jesus said
While blood poured
From beneath
A crown of thorns
Embedded deep
Scorching sun
Seared flayed flesh
Vinegar mocks
His last request
Not wine’s sweet memory
But for all
More than a sip
Rivers of water flow
Too late some know
Quadrille Monday at dVersepoetspub.com. 44 word poem. The word is ‘sip’
Easter is the next Holiday and growing season is approaching. I will plant a seed of hope for all to consider.
mehflowers 
This would make a great Easter poem. Your imagery and symbolism is great throughout!
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Stunning quadrille; deep without being preachy. A sweet tribute to faith, or the lack of it.
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Very visceral.
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Thanks for the Easter reminder.
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A beautiful reminder of the greatest gift of all.
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Well written Mary.
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Love this! Blessed Easter to you.
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This is beautiful! ❤️
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I like your description: “Vinegar mocks
His last request”
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Wow! Vivid.
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This is a great reminder of what Easter is really all about..
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The Sip Lasts
Love is the Blood
Love is the Bread
Life is the Drink
The
Light of
LoVENoW..:)
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Can’t ignore this…thanks for lifting Jesus up.
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Well done.
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Thank you!
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You are welcome.
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Exquisitely expressed. I appreciate your response to the prompt.
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I’ve been thinking about Lent and this is so perfect. May we be drenched in grace/love this Easter season. Thank you for this, Mary.
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