CUP

perhaps one's just desserts
depend on the course they
follow...

just a thought, for a very
thoughtful poem...

:)cheers Dartford - certainly just desserts for those who say "let them eat cake"

tremendous poetry, extending from the fire in her cupped hands.
I get a sense of Florence Nightingale & her many sisters & daughters...

That's great JF - not all who live in war deal in death

Wonderful. I feel motion to this art.

Thanks for that DC - ocean of motion

nicely inked. to me this poem seem to be filled with regret of thing done that maybe you no control over that just my take. great poem.

Thanks for sharing

Thanks DP - it's true our scars teach us most

"Better still shelter the broken with your body
And cup the cold rain to sip drip by drip tip to lip
Or empty the cup and wash "

Wonderful lines. I sense a type of ritual in this. That the cup is not just filled with water or wine. But perhaps something more foul?

Enjoyed this one.

Thanks for this kind and thoughtful comment DPW!

My friend,

This piece places a bit of bright hope-Lite within the heart....that even in the midst of war....of death and destruction....in the center of evil itself, one can still make the choice to unselfishly fill the  'cup'  with compassion and caring.  .......And. that with each course of action, will be the intended consequences / (results.)

Inspired by Your Ink!

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Even at the very last - the choice is ours dear friend

Maybe said cup is full of ones secrets...only the one that holds said cup will ever know. Nicely done my friend. <3

Like the Grail perhaps ML - thanks so much for stopping by with this insight

Even if we wash our hands will we be free of the guilt?

I read this couple of times, first time because of the content and second time to absorb the well honed carefully constructed wording.
Whale, your poems always have so much substance and this certainly is no exception.

I love this, the last line speaks to me, how the () add to the image being throw into the cup and if were to drink the fire lit beneath the darkening sky, who knows what may happen? Well done.

SW