Rib Tickling

One breath, inflate this dust formed carapace, 

only the Omega abides here:
Plunge into my flesh -
have this and be done with me,

it’s a good’un, strong, white, marrow laden.

Shape, mould, warp this ossein form, sacrificial putty -
in your image and likeness 

Reviews

[charlie]

With the sanctity and soberness that such a power necessitates, it is hard not to let loose a little joyous chuckle at this poem. In it you fuse your faith with what appears your own warm spriteliness - made evident in your colloquialism and that quaint, charming title. :-) (I love that!)
The length of your write seems just fitting, also. It packages the humble offering suitably, but completely. The devotion is at once pocket sized though brimful to bursting.

It is a good'un, Bonny. !

[BonnyRivers]

Charlie your reviews are works of art in themselves. I love your unique use of language and phrasing...have you published? And thank you for such inspiring feedback.