• Rate this poetry
Sending
User Review
5 (6 votes)

Salvation

written by: Ann Christine Tabaka

@TabakaChris

 

I lay myself down
on an altar of bones
a sacrificial offering
to the gods of greed

From the chandelier above
wax covered skulls stare down
at me through vulture eyes
as candle flames dance
in the faint draft

Crimson stained tablets
stacked nearby with
disassembled skeletal
remains neatly arranged
among tools of torture

A death knell rings out
as the black robed presider’s
chant resonates throughout

What ghoulish nightmare
have I encountered?

There is no salvation
as I join the ossified ruins
of past lives and become one
with the altar of bones

Ann Christine Tabaka

Ann Christine Tabaka

SEPTEMBER 2018 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She is the author of 9 poetry books. Christine lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are: Burningword Literary Journal; The Write Connection; Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.
(a complete list of publications is available upon request)
Ann Christine Tabaka

Latest posts by Ann Christine Tabaka (see all)

Read previous post:
Survival II, written by Jacob Damstra at Spillwords.com
Survival II

Survival II written by: Jacob Damstra @jacobdamstra   The only constant  in this world is change. Survival of the fittest is...

Close