Posted in Haiku, NaPoWriMo 2020, Scripture

Like a Lamb

Three crosses on a hill

Legions of angels

Stood aimed, battle ready

To strike at command

As the Son of God

Stood in the dark garden and

Faced His accusers

His disciples ran

His betrayer kissed His cheek

Yet He was silent

Triple Haiku

He was oppressed and He was afflicted,

Yet He opened not His mouth;

He was led as a lamb to the slaughter,

And as a sheep before its shearers is silent,

So He opened not His mouth.

Isaiah 53:7

Lamb of God, Christian flag symbol

Posted in Haiku, March 2019

Like a Lamb

Lambs

March enters today

Like a sweet frolicing lamb

A refreshing sight

Haiku

Old Weather Idiom was: “If March comes in like a lamb it will go out like a lion” or vice versa–in like a lion out like a lamb.

After our winter, I was glad to see some lamblike weather today.

Posted in March 2017, Trochee

The Legacy of March

Lion, Lamb
March of many weathers enters

Like a Lion’s loud roar

Shaking the barren tree limbs

From their sleepy core
Awakening season’s centers

To life once more

Then the Lion sleeps, time dims

March shuts Winter’s door
With Daffodil’s as assenters

And Songbirds galore

March leads a chorus of hymns

Life to restore
As Springtime rain mentors

March exits, no encore.

Like a frisky Lamb she skims

Toward the exit door

Double Trochee
DOUBLE TROCHEE: 4 quatrains–96 syllables–7-5-7-5 –7-5-7-5– 7-5-7-5 –7-5-7-5– Rhyme: a-b-c-b

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Posted in January 2017, Scripture

Shepherding

Lamb
Venturing 

Out into the cold,

Adventure

Awaits as

Frozen twigs snap beneath my

Heavy booted feet. 

In the night

A weak little lamb

Strayed away

From the flock

Searching for greener pastures

Led by the enemy

My heart aches

But not from the cold

Rod in hand

I walk in

My Father’s Authority

Clinging to His Word

Fear tries to

Silently creep in

Doubt tries to

Overwhelm

But my feet are as hinds feet

And my mind is sure

Determined

To save the lost 

I move on

To overcome

My face set like flint

Lord God is my help

Wintery

Brisk air fills my lungs

As I cry out

At the sight

Rejoicefully I carry

My long lost sheep home!

Six Shadorma Story

Based on Luke 15: 4-7, Isaiah 50:7, Habakkuk 3:19