A Crimson Thread

 

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A Crimson Thread

Mary of Bethany

I saw her

I gazed into her eyes

And looked and loved and listened

As she poured, through teary eyes,

The golden nectar of passion,

Sweet with perfume

A river rich in sorrow

Through strands of tumbling hair

A precious kiss.

 ———-

I watched her

She closed her eyes

Pale, forlorn, fragile,

As she anointed, in gracious waves,

Her tears of crucifixion,

Wounded with loss

Through worn weary fingers

A vial of sadness

A healing kiss.

 ———-

I saw her

I felt her pain

The love, the desire, the loss,

Ignored by everyone, not caring who saw her,

A prayer of forgiveness

Sharing her love,

Washing away with braids of suffering

Her gentle courage

A tender kiss.

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He watched her

He felt the oil anoint him,

Adoration, devotion, salvation,

A glance amidst destructions moment,

The oil caressing his skin

Bathed with anguish

Drenched in devotion, passionate grace

No room, no time, no regret,

A heart of submission

A cherished kiss.

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Written for Poets United

Fiery Furnace

I’m not saying I don’t care

In the moment of the telling

In a way that’s fairer

The heat of your words.

Inhabited in the consuming furnace

Impossible the transparent breath

That burns up this small, fierce heart,

To reveal heavens angel,

Appearing amidst raging flames

Engulfed.

Etched in every human face

A lapse of despair

Solemnized with my tongue

My hands, my eyes, my soul, remembers

The wilderness,

The crystal wonder,

Solace of embracing thoughts

Absorbed by my vision.

I’m not saying I don’t care

Deliverance from the fiery furnace.

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Written for – Poetry Jam

Mystery

A life full of riches

A future full of glory

———

For the glorious heart of love

———–

For the wonderful secret

Mystery hidden for ages

And now revealed

———

For the expectation of glory

Radiating his presence

And Christ living on the inside

 ———-

The mystery made known

———-

Perfect communion

Harmony in pleasure

———–

Revealed in unmerited grace.

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Written for Theme Thursday

 

Repentance

Accept these words

Crafted in tears

Written with scars

Washed by blood.

On a canvas of regret

Letters become art

Hearts taste beauty

Everything sold

for the pearl of a great price.

Open my veins

Feel the grief

The honesty of truth

Inscribed for you.

Repentance.

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Written for Poets United – Poetry Heals

 

The Wasp

His only thought was pleasure

To fly

To pollinate

To live a peaceful life

On the breeze

From flower to flower

Living free

Enjoying being a wasp

———–

But now he was in trouble

————

It looked

So inviting

So rich in pleasure

So good

A glorious lagoon of lemonade

Trapped

Floundering in it

Swirling about

 ———-

But now he was in trouble

———

Without a thought

Hilda gulped it down

Hilda didn’t look

Hilda swallowed the wasp

With a high pitched scream

He kicked out

He panicked

He stung in all directions

———

Hilda was now in trouble

———–

As she struggled for breath

He tried to exit the pink cave

Past the larynx

Past the oesophagus

Past the rapidly swelling mouth

And out onto the cheek

On to the window ledge

Safe at last

 ———-

But now he was in trouble

———–

They called the paramedics

It was too late

It was in vain

It was a tragedy

Hilda never finished her drink

A doctor had to be called

He made his notes

And the wasp paid the price.

 ———-

He was no longer in trouble.

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Written for Poetry Jam

Authentic

Heavenly

Flaming beauty

Place of glory

Paid with blood completely

————–

Awe

Everlasting grace

New creation temple

Righteous holy dwelling place

 ————-

Light

Shines confident

Because of Christ

Mysterious union made radiant

 ————

His life authentic in me.

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Written for Poets United – Authentic  Life

At The Park

Zip across the zip wire

Flying with the wind

Feel the rush of excitement

Leave the world behind.

 ————

Swing up towards heaven

High up in the sky

Touch the clouds of freedom

Leave the world behind.

 ————

Slide down the Helter Skelter

As fast as you can go

Close your eyes as you descend

Leave the world behind.

 ———-

Round and round getting dizzy

Everything starts to blur

Nothing is standing still

Leave the world behind.

 ————

Dig deeper in the sand pit

Touch the velvet yellow crush

Wallow in its softness

Leave the world behind.

 ————-

Sit and soak in the sunlight

Feel God’s goodness on your face

Lose your fears and stop the stress

Leave the world behind.

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Written for Poetry Jam

In The Park Woods

Well worn paths

Through shaded glens

A cathedral of branches

Altar of leaves

Windows of green

Hidden chancels of dreams

Lost in paradise

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Sweet the wind that chills

Dance with the breeze

A psalm of tenderness

Streams a symphony of praise

Darkness resistant

With a orchestra of hope

Adorned in a glorious light

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Written for Sunday Scribblings

Written whilst playing Hide and Seek with my 9 year old daughter. I was hiding in the woods for a long time!!

Carry On

Fear is transient

Love everlasting

Don’t look for freedom

Where

Wisdom hides

For with

Knowledge

Comes

Self awareness

And deeper sorrow

No relief

For the labyrinth of the soul.

Grace is kept secret

Hidden in dungeons

Locked away

Borne and not shown

Received in tears

Given to those

Who carry on

Into the chambers of love.

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Written for Poetry Jam,