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Array ( [sid] => 118345 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Good Friday [time] => 2006-04-14 20:37:30 [hometext] => Happy Easter? [bodytext] => In and out and all throughout
the narrow little ways of town,
they dragged Him;
bearded from birth-
and the precious gems of sweat
on his brow glistened like gold-dust
under the fire of noon-day.

Canes flash and thud, dull on straining flesh-
taunts and spits... maledictions;
words sharp with scorn and hate sink
like blazing iron into His tired brain.
Thin, cruel stones on the Hillside
make blood run from stumbling feet,
staining Earth with a crimson Glory.

On they dragged Him..
the Cross's shadow across His back,
up the waiting Hill.. a Lamb to the slaughter.
He gazes forlorn.. out upon the multitude;
sunken in the agony of betrayal.. denied majesty;
a Crown of Thorns riding a tranquil brow.

Fatherless and nailed to a beam of mountain wood..
pain-bright eyes, gazing into the deep
of all that had been and was yet to be,
surveying His world.. His desecrated Garden..
hanging from the Cross upon, some now, ancient Hill;
a bleeding ecstasy.

WK April 2006 [comments] => 8 [counter] => 220 [topic] => 11 [informant] => Man_On_High [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 26 [ratings] => 6 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )

Good Friday

Contributed by Man_On_High on Friday, 14th April 2006 @ 08:37:30 PM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry

In and out and all throughout
the narrow little ways of town,
they dragged Him;
bearded from birth-
and the precious gems of sweat
on his brow glistened like gold-dust
under the fire of noon-day.

Canes flash and thud, dull on straining flesh-
taunts and spits... maledictions;
words sharp with scorn and hate sink
like blazing iron into His tired brain.
Thin, cruel stones on the Hillside
make blood run from stumbling feet,
staining Earth with a crimson Glory.

On they dragged Him..
the Cross's shadow across His back,
up the waiting Hill.. a Lamb to the slaughter.
He gazes forlorn.. out upon the multitude;
sunken in the agony of betrayal.. denied majesty;
a Crown of Thorns riding a tranquil brow.

Fatherless and nailed to a beam of mountain wood..
pain-bright eyes, gazing into the deep
of all that had been and was yet to be,
surveying His world.. His desecrated Garden..
hanging from the Cross upon, some now, ancient Hill;
a bleeding ecstasy.

WK April 2006

Copyright © Man_On_High ... [ 2006-04-14 20:37:30]
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Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 14th April 2006 @ 10:26:10 PM AEST
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My word, Billy. Only you could make the crucifixion sound
this amazing. I have never read an array of inspirational
words put forth in such a moving and beautiful fashion.
[If the bible had been written by you . . . it would have been
far easier to read. And more enjoyable]

You've done justice to the story of the Passion. Well
chosen words set in a most perfect mold.

Brilliance.
(No arguments)

~Breezy

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Saturday, 15th April 2006 @ 12:15:30 AM AEST
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WOW I am speechless

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Saturday, 15th April 2006 @ 02:55:27 AM AEST
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Wow, Billy this brought feelings of hurt and anger. I cannot believe how we (other humans) have been so cruel. I can not fathom how people can be so violent. Jesus was a very cool brother. Wonderful write. Peace, Laura

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Sunday, 16th April 2006 @ 10:55:47 PM AEST
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Wow Billy...what an amazing write.... I agree with the comment about you writing the Bible.. maybe you should think about it....
Thank you for sharing this......
Jenni

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 11:39:01 PM AEST
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ironic that such a tragic day would be referred to as 'good'...however, you captured this emotive and timeless day greatly...

wiz

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 21st April 2006 @ 08:03:43 PM AEST
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The best Friday ever known.. Lovely poem, and happy easter forever.

RaquelLeah

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by shaydie_lady on Monday, 8th May 2006 @ 04:04:59 PM AEST
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OMG!!! WOW!!! I LOVE IT!!! THAT IS LIKE... SO AWESOME!!!!1

Re: Good Friday (User Rating: 1 )
by Elizabeth_Dandy on Thursday, 25th May 2006 @ 12:30:51 PM AEST
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Billy! this is the most beautiful rendering of the Passion Story I ever came across
You are uniquely blessed with the gift of words for the Greater Glory of God.
Every singe line shakes one's soul and makes it tremble. and evokes the vision of Love in agony.
The indescribable horror of suffering

"a bleeding ecstasy"

Be blessed abundantly for your lines.

Elizabeth

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