Osteoporosis Poses

Good Friday


Thank you Suki for this second picture prompt! Hopefully I can give it some justice…

Here are the rules for this one taken from her page:

Feel free to join in this challenge and write a post, be it a poem, short story or any other thoughts you have about the picture. Or, drop me a comment below and leave your thoughts with me…

Looking forward to reading your ideas…

Little Rants, yep, I tag you again! This one doesn’t have a word count limit though, so that’s a plus! Lol. Anyone else up for this challenge?


19 April 2019

“Osteoporosis Poses”




I’m enigmatic!
Come close if you want
To feel the static
While I tickle your fabric –
Panic is automatic!
Fervent heat moving vehement elements,
As the strongest, before me,
Take osteoporosis poses,
Knees weak and buckle
As they yell pleads and pleas –
Many pleases,
But the fiercest babble with
Sniffles and sneezes
Before me –
Just wait until they meet my King –

… … …

Father rouses me to action

… … …

Although I am a force of power –
Also the results of my Master’s thoughts flashing –
At the final battle, I will be at the forefront,
In the valley for time last, good and evil clashing!

Today, however, is not the day!
Ah, roused for a special task indeed,
For the Father’s making a descent to earth,
I am his robe; the procession – I lead.

We descend in darkness and thunderous claps,
Approaching to … Wait! What is this I see?!
Is that … … it’s my glorious King!
Hanging by nails upon that tree?!

Anger kindled, I let out a flash,
Along with a thunderous cry,
I look into the face of the Father,
As tears well up in his eyes.

Upon the surrounding hills I weep,
In the form of large rain drops,
In a flash of bright blue to ominous orange,
I strike down on one of the hill tops.

The Father looks upon the face of his son,
Being crushed under weight of world’s sin,
Then he moves through the city,
And his temple he enters in.

The huge veil he rents in passionate force,
Right down the full length of the middle,
Ripping his covering and clothed in my darkness –
Sackcloth and ashes. What is this riddle?!

As I look upon my King – blood pooled below,
I have no more shock left within – I’m listless,
Osteoporosis poses – I go limp like … his body;
No thunderous cry … … I am … … speechless.

© Joshua Curtis, 2019

See also: Matthew 27, Mark 15, Luke 23, John 19, & Psalm 18

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  1. Osteoporosis is something that grandmas might get if they’re not careful with their calcium levels. Now having said that, I think I’m gonna fail miserably on this one.

    • Yes I know. But it was an o word that makes it hard to stand and fits with poses. Give me some creative leeway doctor!

      All you have to do is write about the picture?! Way easier than the tree! Lol

      • Argh. (I’m deathly afraid of thunderstorms.)

        • So you’re backing out? Alright, I understand.

          • Are you kidding me? Rants never backs out of a challenge.

            • Lol. I figured as much. Sorry for the loose use of osteoporosis! Other than that, thoughts?

              • Poetry is on fleek, as always. Osteoporosis threw me off a little and made me sad cause someday I’ll be a grandma 👵🏼 trying to pose with holey bones.

                • Well thank you. The fact that I made you afraid of 90 years from now makes me feel as though it was well written …

                  • 🤣🤣🤣more like 30 years.

                    • What ever! Lol

  2. Wow! This was so good. Who’d a thought a poem about osteoporosis could be this good…Bravo!

    • Dang! Thank you so much!

  3. […] like I can’t move. My pose and posture paralytic,  I feel too numb to pray or to write a […]

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