*This first one is new this year but I am including the 55s from previous years as well.
The Cyrene
I came to Jerusalem for the Passover.
I heard the commotion,
saw the condemned paraded in the street.
One was barely alive.
I turned away until...
the Roman yanked me from the crowd,
laid the beam on my shoulders.
Only when I met the bloodied man's eyes
did I realize he endured the judgment
I deserve.
The Thief
Merciless sun blisters my skin as the crowd's unrelenting curses assault my ears.
The weight of my own guilt,
the pain of dislocated joints and bound limbs bear down so heavily
I can barely breathe.
I dangle between present agony and hopeless eternity until He tells me,
"Today you will be in Paradise with Me."
The Guard
I'm glad to follow my orders well.
It's like taking out the trash to rid the earth of the scum we execute here.
Today is different.
One never begged for mercy, never fought us.
He spoke mercy on us all.
For the first time I feel guilt.
I fall to my knees, confess His deity.
The Mother
We had to travel when my time was so near.
When the king was killing the little boys we had to flee for our lives.
I was panicked when we lost him in the city.
But nothing has pierced my heart
like watching the spikes enter his flesh
and the sword plunge into his side.
The Cyrene
I came to Jerusalem for the Passover.
I heard the commotion,
saw the condemned paraded in the street.
One was barely alive.
I turned away until...
the Roman yanked me from the crowd,
laid the beam on my shoulders.
Only when I met the bloodied man's eyes
did I realize he endured the judgment
I deserve.
The Thief
Merciless sun blisters my skin as the crowd's unrelenting curses assault my ears.
The weight of my own guilt,
the pain of dislocated joints and bound limbs bear down so heavily
I can barely breathe.
I dangle between present agony and hopeless eternity until He tells me,
"Today you will be in Paradise with Me."
The Guard
I'm glad to follow my orders well.
It's like taking out the trash to rid the earth of the scum we execute here.
Today is different.
One never begged for mercy, never fought us.
He spoke mercy on us all.
For the first time I feel guilt.
I fall to my knees, confess His deity.
The Mother
We had to travel when my time was so near.
When the king was killing the little boys we had to flee for our lives.
I was panicked when we lost him in the city.
But nothing has pierced my heart
like watching the spikes enter his flesh
and the sword plunge into his side.
27 comments:
Those were ALL wonderful Lime. Thankyou for posting the previous ones as I hadn't seen them before.
makes one humble...nicely done!
Enjoy this special weekend...:)
Gosh! Gulp! XXXX
These are powerful! I'm glad you included the previous ones.
really liked The Mother in this series. happy bunny day!
Nicely done. The Thief is my favorite, perhaps because it's the one I most identify with. Not that I am one, necessarily, but because I know the joy of being given salvation.
Happy Easter!
Wow! Four fitting to the day. Great poems.
I salute you.
Starkly beautiful, Lime
Thank you.
You should publish these in your church bulletin...Really!!
Powerful 55's today Michelle.
Thanks for this Good Friday Tribute.
Agnus Dei
Qui tollis peccata Mundi
dona nobis pacem...
(Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the World, grant us Peace)
Happy Easter....G
Happy Good Friday and I hope you have a great Easter this weekend! :)
Happy Good Friday and I hope you have a great Easter this weekend! :)
great job, lime...a nice treat to see the rest, too :)
More happy light poetry!
Just kidding. Well done!
Have a special lovely weekend.
Nice....
Reminds me of this Beatles song...
Michelle, my belle.... ;)
Which of course reminds me of this particular cheese album... ;)
Which...we'll you get the idea...
So you're trying to track down a publisher are you? Yes I know poetry publication is a hard nut to crack but there is no harm in trying.
Hoping you and yours have a lovely holiday weekend.
Cheers
p.s. didn't notice your name on my giveaway? I'd link it but I don't know how.
Good weekend to read Lamb
wow! Those are so beautifully written...all of em.
They indeed humble you!
K...I have goose bumps and a tear. Thank you!
These are wonderfully written, Lime. Thank you so much for sharing them with us. Rejoicing with you this Easter. Hugs!
Nicely done Lime!
God Påske (in Norwegian of course, and I'm sure you figure it out :-)
I'm glad you included all the previous ones as well.
Happy Easter Michelle! Hope you are feeling a bit more settled. :)
Beautifully written, Lime. I get a sense of their distinct personalities here. I wonder... if I had been there, what role I would play?
Now this is the stuff I remember from church as a little kid.
An awesome post Lime!
Great writing, Lime. I never get the meaning on the first read. But, when reading them again, it becomes much clearer.
Happy Easter to you and your family!
Here's why I need to read you:
You just reminded me there's more to Easter than Jelly Bellies.
nicely done Lime. I liked the Guard and the Mother especially.
Happy Easter to you
Wow those are brutal. Funny thing, they can be really good Heavy Metal lyrics today.
Contrary to popular opinion, Metal isn't written by a bunch of meatheads, but rather some really well-read folks who know their Lit better than most.
I think The Mother one was the best. I can't imagine witnessing that. I'd go crazy.
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