on Good Friday: “Coffee Crucifix” [a poem]

Coffee Crucifix

Crescent ring under porcelain smooth
___stain the wood-stained finish.
______(It is finished.)
___Marked with muddy water;
___mark the merry day; to
___marry the murdered man.

Floral notes in blackened waves
___crash the shore of trembled lips.
Choral bright, in darkest night,
___wake the tone of trebled kiss.

Younger tastes left open-wide; older eyes made
satisfied.

Mark the wood: complex simplicity.
Pierce my heart: storied infinity.

[read my other Holy Week poetry here]

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8 thoughts on “on Good Friday: “Coffee Crucifix” [a poem]”


  1. Beautiful, beautiful. Caught you on Freshly Pressed. So glad I did. Your poem under your About section…bare, raw, eloquent, truth. My soul connects to all. Thank you.


  2. Younger tastes left open-wide; older eyes made
    satisfied.

    Love this line! Excellent. (And thanks for sharing my Tenebrae post. I actually thought of you last night while I was there after reading your excellent post from yesterday!)

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