POETRY
Their Crown of Thorns
Free verse response to thunderclouds

Guiltridden you wore your pain like a crown of thorns, lashing yourself to make the torment go away.
Turning down our help we tried to mop your scorn, you crucify yourself while your skies turn grey.
Praying for forgiveness from those you let down, we pray in tears of blood before your tomb while we drown.
For the too many who have fallen.
James G Brennan 2021
This piece is in response to Literary Impulse (Shabd Aaweg) National Poetry month day 2 “Thunderclouds”. It’s actually Thunder clouds here on Good Friday afternoon, at 3 pm! Spooky.
Do excuse me let me clarify for those unfamiliar with the story of Good Friday. At 3 pm christ died on the cross, “the land was covered in darkness”, “Thunderclouds”
Unfortunately, I submitted this piece in haste without the mention of “Thunderclouds” maybe leaving some confused as to what this piece references; Apologies.
Read Priyanka Srivastava along with the L.I. team’s Rahul Sharma, Somsubhra Banerjee Elisabeth Khan prompt here, do feel free to join in!
Thank you as always, all at Literary Impulse (Shabd Aaweg) for giving my words a platform.🙏🙏🙏🙏 Thank you all for reading and your precious time. Always. J. 🙏✨☘





