Upon the mountainside
I listened to the Teacher
. . .
“Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth” I’m meek as meek as they come, me
I could do with inheriting the earth
. . .
“Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy” I show mercy when it’s deserved
I certainly deserve some myself
. . .
“Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called children of God” There’s no question, I’m a man of peace
(I dare anyone to say I’m not)
. . .
Whoever has ears let him hear
so to receive the truth
Whoever has eyes let him see
through the lens of his heart
Then blessed are your eyes because they see
and your ears because they hear
“Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.”
See how your King shall come riding to you?
Not a warrior astride proud battle steed –
On a donkey’s foal as poor servants do;
Greeted with palm branches now freshly freed,
Upon dirt roads dressed with cloaks from the crowd;
Acclaimed heir to a hero king: his son,
“Hosanna!” called out deafeningly loud;
A week begins – Son’s duty to be done,
The cruellest week of all – when souls must be hard won
One of my favourite learning experiences from Na/GloPoWriMo2016 was the challenge of trying new forms of poetry which move us away from our personal preferences or comfort zones. For Day 9 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017, the official prompt at NaPoWriMo.net asked us to write a nine-line poem, for example as used by Sir Edmund Spenser when he wrote The Faerie Queene , using a nine-line form of his own devising. This poem uses that ‘Spenserian Stanza‘ – a rhyme scheme of a. b. a. b. c. d. c. d. d., employing Iambic Pentameter, with the last line in Iambic Hexameter with caesura.
The inspiration comes from Jesus’s ‘triumphal entry’ into Jerusalem, as told in the bible’s gospel of Matthew, at 21:1-11