You were a humble gardener, Lord Jesus
You grew our souls out from clay
You straggled by the spring shoreline
To pick out a dozen-rose bouquet
You were the water of eternal life
Cause you never let them wilt away
The corsages to your humble clothing
Lord Jesus, your dozen-rose bouquet
You allowed them to spread your message
You taught them to obey
You grafted them to start the mission
To teach them all to pray
You were the light to the world
Cause your glories were new every day
Their red skin softened with grace
‘Til pink bloomed your dozen-rose bouquet
But one rose pricked you, Lord Jesus
A crown of gold led him astray
He became a crown of thorns on your head
A cross burdened on faces of dismay
The others doubted your very power
Under lock and key hid away
Led by one who disavowed you
Three times ‘fore the crack of day
Their thorns became the nails
A flowered hill turned bone gray
You failed to grasp a breath
Yet for their forgiveness still pray
Is this your grace, Lord Jesus?
The world has died today
You gave your love to the nations
While a rock crushed your dozen-rose bouquet
Those fickle roses, let me crush their heads
I’ll sing taunting rhymes to rip petals away
Did you love him or did you not
Hearts like stems, air to the wind do sway
I’ll pound on that boulder, Lord Jesus
But I doubt death will ever give way
The sweet scent of your frankincense mixes
With the stench of your dozen-rose bouquet
A contest entry
- The best of the best of the best by Thedamned77.
405 points, ended February 14, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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five stars
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five stars
"Their thorns became the nails"----LUV IT!
This poem was your most creative Christian poem yet! This is an amazing poem!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bringing up his disciples in this fashion was just brilliant. The metaphors and imagery in your writing are greatly improving. Do you like the way your writing is changing? I believe that you have found that passion/inspiration that you've been searching for for so long. I am so proud of how much you have grown in your writing and your soul.
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This is a very deep and spiritual write! First of all, thank you for entering this in the contest. It's defintely in the 'best' category. Now I have to say that my favorite part about this poem is the stunning way you tied everything into each other. How you started out with the dozen-rose bouquet and then ended with the same bouquet. I also loved how you used the roses and thorns to talk about people in Christ's life.
The others doubted your very power
Under lock and key hid away
Led by one who disavowed you
Three times ‘fore the crack of day
I had a question about this part. Are you talking about Judas? Cause he wasnt the one that denied Christ 3 times. He did however sell Christ to the Sanhedrin for 30 pieces of silver...the price of a slave. Just an interesting point. I got confused about who were talking about. Overall, this is a marvelous poem. Thanks again for your entry
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