Pancakes and laughter tossed in the air.Mummy mixing more – flour everywhere.Children cheer – pancakes, dinner, dessert.Sugar rains down lemons squirt.A table laid, wine and beer.Family moments we hold so dear.As the syrup flows in ribbons of gold.Daddy recalls a story told.The feast before the fasting phase,Christ in the desert forty days.Flip the pan andContinue reading “Shrove Tuesday”
Category Archives: Praise
In a Dark Room
In a dark room breaths breach the silence.The unseen gathers, the gnashing of violence.Orisons, just cries in the wilderness?Fear to gag the wounded soul. Villainous!I reach for a match and the incense burns.I invoke the Jesus prayer. Bravery churns.Incense rising, delivering my prayers to heaven.Peace returns, no best of seven.
The Suffering of the Saints
Midnight chanting – Tears drying in the dark.East face fasting – Seeing no morning – No man apart.Chains now prayer ropes – Not one ask why.Lord have mercy – No light in the sky.Not suffering more – Just suffering towards.With Psalms – Not swords.Aim is clear – Not peaceful.Screaming rage through tears pull.Still suffering towardsContinue reading “The Suffering of the Saints”
All Will Realise
This one you won, I’m to blame.If you think I’m conquered its you,that’s insane.Just a mere battle, admittedlyyou battled well.I succumbed, I tasted hell.Do not exult for long.For this sorry state I’m muchtoo strong.Resilient, fought for an age in time.This aint my first pen, this aintthe first line.Now in His name, contemplate yourretreat.I’m in Him.Continue reading “All Will Realise”
Most Blessed
O’ most blessed mother of mercy,I bow my head in shame.For the sacrilege upon you,and your most blessed name.Reach for Him in heaven,forgive me for my lies.Pray for me most blessed,as I apologise.All holy mother, guid my tremblingheart along.Truly the Theotokos. when I am weaknow keep me strong.I’ll hold the crossas you held Him asContinue reading “Most Blessed”
For the Sake of it
With this goodbye I start, and think of the holy ascension.Then I write for writings sake. Or the glorification of God,the ultimate glory of man.With the ego of Cain all around us, more sin than you could stand.I stand in reverence and adoration.In this a craft of writing.Listen to the voice that’s highest, or killContinue reading “For the Sake of it”
Still Water
It caught my eye in the Autumn.In the wonder of Winter, I stop!Still the truth I chase.In battle, happiness will not suffice.What can I offer? My words? A blood sacrifice? Now in the weeks of the great and holy.I see a raven perched on a mountain of skulls.There, a closed golden door, and I feelContinue reading “Still Water”
Desires
My free will is a gift. I curse myself.I long to know you!I fall short, probably far.How can I control my desires?
John 1.14
The Word became flesh and dwelt amongst us
Posture
Their earthly offerings are burnt.I have only a burning state, a heart in flames.Unlike Job I rollick in sin, but through the sorrow I acknowledge.My selfish feelings burn away.If gratitude was a posture the hard ground would splinter through my knees.Pry us from the filth to the right path of righteousness.The world weeps, dismantle theContinue reading “Posture”
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