This is submitted to Big Tent Poetry. This week’s prompt was a wordle with what seemed to me to be a most unlikely assortment of words. This was what came up for me although, granted, there were no boiler rooms in the time of Christ–that one was a stretch although, if you’ve ever been in a boiler room it is a bit reminiscent of hell. The one word I could not make happen was forklift!
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The Gospel According to St. John
Time passed slowly that afternoon.
Blood flowed like lava into my cupped hand.
The man who hung upon a rough hewn tree
should have reigned over lush gardens of creation.
The night before I’d struggled to remain awake,
but now I stood by the mother until he passed
into the boiler room of hell. We remained there
to receive his body, returned it to the earth,
sealed the tomb with the clunk of a massive boulder.
After the Sabbath, the Phoenix resurfaced from the ash-pit.
Now I write his story, dipping the nib of my pen
in the sanguine ink of eternal mysteries.
beautifully written. heart touching poem.
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heart touching, splendidly written poem.
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I love reading how differently everyone responds to Wordle prompts in thier poems. And yes. Sometimes it is best to not use a word. 🙂
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beautiful interpretation of ourl christ resurrection…
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An interesting take on the wordle words, and very well done, too. Loved the imagery throughout, but especially “passed into the boiler room of hell” and “the Phoenix resurfaced from the ash-pit.” Somehow, the story-poem reads huge, even though it’s only twelve lines – quite amazing, what you’ve done here.
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I love where you took this prompt. Who cares about the missing forklift? – though given a miracle appearance, one could have made itself useful by carrying the cross.
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Mystical and mysterious…..
marked
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What a wonderful interpretation of the prompt. I really like stanza 3 in particular. The disciples falling asleep in Gethsemene seldom gets a mention, but it’s an important part of the story. I like how you so simply show things have changed irrevocably in a day.
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I’m impressed, you did magic.
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The Apostolic author of love – caring for a grieving mother. This took me there.
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eternal mysteries. Yes, indeed!
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A very effective slant on the tale that draws on the human dimension without compromising its mystery.
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Thank you, Dick.
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Victoria,
A wonderfully crafted piece.
Pamela
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A very creative use of the words and also a moving and sincere poem.
I enjoyed this very much!
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That’s an interesting (and very effective) take on the prompt words, Victoria. While they may be looking at different icons, I think your writer is definitely involved in some of the same exploration of mysteries as my nun. And I think you were quite wise not to try to get ‘forklift’ in there. 😉
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No doubt, hedgewitch.
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