son of god

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

Your Promise Preserves #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Do not let me stray
From the steadfast way,
May the path of purity
Steer all my steps,
Let me always accord with
The law of my loving Lord;

Before, I was afflicted –
Arrogant, and accursed;
As a lost sheep, went astray,
I applied my own way –
Your Word admonished me,
Now I adhere to your words;

I rejoices in your riches,
I delight in your decrees,
Your promise preserves my life;
As I persevere to serve,
Let me not be put to shame,
Help me to glorify your name.

Day 12 of the Na/GloPoWriMo2017 challenge, and today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo.net is to write a poem that explicitly incorporates alliteration (the use of repeated consonant sounds) and assonance (the use of repeated vowel sounds).

This poem was inspired by the lines of Psalm 119, which employs a lot of alliteration in its original Hebrew text.

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

Destiny Beckons

Destiny beckons
En route to Jerusalem
Eternity waits
History as prophesied
For the sake of mankind’s souls

Jesus comes to Jerusalem as king
The next day the great crowd that had come for the festival
heard that Jesus was on his way to Jerusalem.
They took palm branches and went out to meet him, shouting,
‘Hosanna!’
‘Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!’
‘Blessed is the king of Israel!’
Jesus found a young donkey and sat upon it, as it is written:
‘Do not be afraid, Daughter Zion;
    see, your king is coming,
    seated on a donkey’s colt.’
At first his disciples did not understand all this.
Only after Jesus was glorified
did they realise that these things had been written about him
and that these things had been done to him.

– John 12:12-16

‘The Donkey’ by G. K. Chesterton

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.

― G.K. Chesterton

He Bore our Sins

He bore our sins
On his own body,
Upon the cross
By his manifold wounds;
That we may be healed,
He died man’s death;
Yet victorious arose
That we might live again;
Cleansed, renewed in faith, and
Cloaked in His righteousness.

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, and inspired by 1 Peter 2:24

A Cock Crows

You knew him!
Denial
Followed him here!
Denial
Were with him!
Denial!

Denial one by one
By one He loved
Again,
And again;
Yet again.

And as foretold
A cock crows
Announcing betrayal
Which cannot be
Denied.

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, inspired by the account of Peter’s denial of Jesus in Matthew 26:69-75

Name Above All Names #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Alpha and Omega
Bread of Life
Chief Cornerstone
Good Shepherd
High Priest
Immanuel
King of Kings
Lamb of God
Messiah
Redeemer
Saviour
True Vine
Wonderful Counsellor

Jesus, Name above all Names

On Day 6 of Na/GloPoWriMo the official prompt at NaPoWriMo.net is to write a poem that looks at the same thing from various points of view, citing as an example the most famous poem of this type probably being Wallace Stevens’ “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”.