JoelJosol Posted March 22, 2018 Posted March 22, 2018 The ground moved and shook until its surface ripped open as if by a knife. Above, the dark clouds came in haste dragging the sun away from viewing the blood and water streaming from a wound into the nervous air which failed to catch it, spreading out onto the dirt, rock and wood. But the torture stake stood its ground as the dead remained fastened on it, unaware of eyes who looked at the ribbons of flesh hanging off the body, of voices with their quiet grief, while some heavy curtain was torn in two exposing a hidden golden ark. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach
Tinker Posted March 25, 2018 Posted March 25, 2018 Hi Joel, This moment is horrendous like the end of the world, the earth splitting, the sun drug away, blood and water spurting on to rocks... The torture stake, Calvary, Christ on the cross. This is somber and horrific, a moment when God unleashes His Power. Reading it felt like I was being ripped apart. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com
JoelJosol Posted March 27, 2018 Author Posted March 27, 2018 Thanks Judi for the read. I was trying to re-create the Golgotha scene the few minutes after he died without directly referencing him. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach
tonyv Posted March 31, 2018 Posted March 31, 2018 A worthy work to bump this Resurrection weekend. Nice to see you, Joel. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
JoelJosol Posted April 22, 2018 Author Posted April 22, 2018 Hi Tony, thanks for the read. I have the time again to visit while recuperating from a cataract surgical procedure. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach
dcmarti1 Posted April 27, 2018 Posted April 27, 2018 No direct reference makes this even more powerful. Quote
Aleksandra Posted June 16, 2018 Posted June 16, 2018 Joel, hey man, it feels so good to read you again. And still, your words are powerful, as always. Hugs, Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia
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