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Saturday, September 26, 2009

Her Selfish Grief: A Saturday Poem


Her Selfish Grief

-- John ch.11 --

Four days his shell lay Bethany-bound
when rang the Martha-prompted sound
"Come forth" -- she truly sorrowed when
unwrapped, he wished to die again.

c. Ciprianowords Inc. 2009
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2 Comments:

Blogger Melanie said...

So much said in so few words; I love this. Love it.

27/9/09 1:18 PM  
Blogger cipriano said...

Thank you, Melanie.
You, too, have said much, with few words.

27/9/09 1:27 PM  

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