This is a décima for Ronovan Writes’s weekly challenge. We are still celebrating the Easter season, so it’s not too late to share this. 🙂 In fact, the Sunday after Easter is also known as Divine Mercy Sunday.
Resurrexit sicut dixit:
Through many sorrows, there are joys,
Let us sing and make joyful noise,
Death has suffered lasting defeat.
Those who are lost shall again meet
With loved ones, nevermore to leave,
As an everlasting reprieve.
Joy shall be known, all beautiful,
So celebration’s plentiful:
Blessed are all who have believed!
For the current Weekly Scribblings at PSU, Rosemary invites us to write about non-human beloved companions, whether they be pets or animals or even inanimate objects. I decided to write about my rosary. I carry one just about everywhere I go. It is more than an object because, through the prayers, it connects me to heaven. 🙂 Below is a picture of my favorite rosary.
hear my prayer: heart freely chooses to stay close to the source of every loveliness, the pearl of great price
Humans did err, got caught in claws
Of death, yet Jesus came, erased
The penalty — He, our faith’s base,
This is our celebration’s cause.
This deserves more than loud applause
But a whole life: God made us heirs
With Christ, all His blessings He shares.
Bass, tenor, alto, soprano
All sing in harmony and show
Even death itself — life which dares.
On this Holy Saturday, we read an excerpt from an ancient homily as a part of the Liturgy of the Hours. It inspired me because it is a fantastic example of antithesis. Click here to read it. The homily, plus some Bible verses, inspired this poem, which is called a Puente poem because the middle line acts as a “bridge” between the two stanzas.
Just as in Adam all die,
So in Christ shall all be made alive:
Adam’s side had brought forth Eve,
Christ’s side made blood and water stream
~ My side has healed the pain in yours ~
Human hearts experience much hurt,
But the Lord the last word does assert:
Angels which had blocked the garden
Guide souls to heaven, gracious pardon.
This décima is for the current challenge from Ronovan Writes. The word “dance” needs to end one of the D lines. This was completely different from my first attempt (which will not be posted 🙂 ), but I am pretty happy with this. I really admire Mary, the mother of Jesus!
After Mary’s “Yes” awaiting
On which humanity’s fate rests,
Relieved, angels have no regrets:
Cherubim and seraphim sing.
Mary’s “Fiat” an offering
Always humble under God’s will,
Immaculate Heart Spirit-filled.
Courageously she joins the dance,
Conscious of the divine romance,
And she loves her decision still.
This short poem is for FOWC: Staunch. The form was borrowed from Frank’s post, and he used the form that he found on Myrna’s post, so go check out these people. 🙂 This seems very short, so maybe next time I can write multiple stanzas.
God loves because that is His very Self:
His support is staunch,
The Spirit is willing
Destiny to launch
The DVerse Poetics prompt is about paradoxes today. Please follow the link to read other poets’ submissions and lovely examples of paradoxes in poetry. One of the options we were given is to build a poem around one of the given lines, and I am choosing the line, “I am the mother of sorrows; I am the ender of grief;” from the poem “The Paradox” by Paul Dunbar. The first thing I thought of was Our Lady of Sorrows: Continue reading →
The ashes that are used to mark the foreheads of the faithful, as a sign of repentance, grief yet hope, are the ashes from the burnt palm branches from the previous year’s Palm Sunday. Since Palm Sunday was cancelled for the public last Lent, I wonder which branches were burned. They were burned along with the hope of certain earthly pleasures — a reminder that this was never meant to be anyone’s true home.
Symbol-filled ashes: Journey to destination Because life is Lent