Submitted by Ken Gierke
Friend
and
disciple
Mother
Tears
for their loss
Tears
for the futility
the future would hold
Tears that
will not
dry with age
About the Poet
Ken Gierke started writing poetry in his forties, but found new focus when he retired. It also gave him new perspectives, which come out in his poetry, primarily in free verse and haiku. He has been published at Vita Brevis, Tuck Magazine, The Ekphrastic Review, and Eunoia Review. His work can be found at his blog
Vita Brevis Press. 
I am not a religious person, but I could not fail to be moved by Roger van der Weyden’s The Descent from the Cross, painted in 1435 and now in the Museo del Prado, in Madrid. While understanding the significance associated with it, my immediate impression is the passion behind a mother’s tears.
Thank you for accepting this, Brian. I’m proud to be featured here.
loved the way the poem has been shaped like something flowing as in a teardrop.
How apropos. Thank you.
My pleasure
I think the poem captures your thoughts as you describe them above. Whether mortal or god, the mother cries for her son.
Thank you, Merril. Yes, there is no mistaking a mother’s anguish.
Beautifully written Ken 😊