Christ

Be Blessed #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

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.”

The NapOwriMo.net challenge for Day 21 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 was to write a poem that incorporates overheard speech.

Nothing Withstands the Light

The enemy obfuscates
The thirsty pupil dilates
Desperate for hope’s light

Disease of despair invades
Opaque cataracts close in
Denying glimpse of light

Spiritual blindness persists
Frosted lenses resisting
Still diffusing life and light

Healing Saviour touches me
Failing scales peel, fall away
Nothing withstands the Light

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post

Love and Justice

His love and justice,
Both soft and hard sides of God:
Sacrifice; judgement –
Salvation through faith by grace,
Yet all are held to account

A tanka written in response to Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #28 – “Hard” and “Soft”

Middle Day – #HolyWeek Saturday Haiku #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Middle day of three
First death claimed him, settling debts
By third, He was free

Day 15 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 falls on Easter Saturday, and the NaPoWriMo.net challenge is to write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something.

It is Fulfilled #Holy Week #Good Friday Tanka

The Scriptures fulfilled
Thirst quenched with wine vinegar
Never forsaken
Jesus took on the world’s sin
His life and mission, complete

‘Behold my Son’

A dove descending,
As Heaven opened the skies –
A voice from above:
‘This is my Son, whom I love,
And with him I am well pleased.’

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, inspired by Matthew 3:16-17

Follow the River’s Course

Caught in eddy pools
Swimming against life’s currents
Taken by the flow

Find the river’s course
As it flows through the desert
Oasis of life

written in response to this week’s prompt – “swim” – at Haiku Horizons

Saul No More

Transfiguration,
Illuminating evil’s path:
The Light of the Son;
Led blindly, yet in full faith –
Saul no more, now apostle Paul

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, and inspired by Paul’s conversion as described in Acts 9

A King Comes #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

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

A Steadfast Spirit

Create in me a pure heart
Renew a steadfast spirit;
Make me tenacious
In pursuit if Your purpose –
Humble is serving Your aims

written in tanka form as a prayer in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, inspired in part by Psalm 51:10