Joe Bisicchia


Drips It Down - Poem by Joe Bisicchia

Drips it down
the drops of blood
on the grassless mud
of Calvary.

Flesh on wood,
man on tree,
the dead on dead
of Calvary.

Life is weird,
man is weird,
life is cruel,
man is cruel,
and the tears fall from wood
on Calvary.

And everyday
drips it down
the drops of blood
on the grassless mud.


Published in Grimoire, La Salle University,1986

Topic(s) of this poem: good friday, sacrifice


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 14, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 16, 2016


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