Of Thorns by Lauren Bies

thorns

I thought of you today

Between sun showers and rolling deep dusk skies

Halting my steps into past moments of benedictions

You, so bloody with thorns, refusing to take off your crown

Feeling my stride upon dried leaves you trampled

I vowed to never think of you

 Ms. Bies is in Ireland and presently a  Graduate student at Trinity College, Dublin Ireland. M.Phil. in Film Studies and the Media Arts.  She has been a guest on Donelson Files and will be on our program over the next four weeks, plus look for her pieces on other issues.

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