Cathedral walls filled with voices as
Harmonic music was played throughout
Orators of great note – joined in
Resounding hymns and psalms
Until the time came – and
Silence and Reverence came with eucharistic rites
from inkdrop – poetry, places and events
Cathedral walls filled with voices as
Harmonic music was played throughout
Orators of great note – joined in
Resounding hymns and psalms
Until the time came – and
Silence and Reverence came with eucharistic rites
#fowc #Confession
Cleansing of
Oral admissions
Noted by the angels
For the day of judgement
Expressions of remorse
Said in private but always
Said honestly and in receipt of penance
In an attempt to show an element
Of contrition for the time we
Next meet our maker
Christmas is almost here
As they lit the third candle on the advent wreath
Nativity plays are being practiced
Down in school halls up and down the land as
Lit number of candles is three
Excitement is building – the lords almost here!
#ShroveTuesday #Pancakes #Food #Acrostic #Lent #Christian
Perhaps, it’s
Apt, that a
Number of these batter-based treats are
Created on Shrove Tuesday, For on the day after
Adults of a certain faith, may ask their
Kids to forgo the
Enjoyment of their favourite chocolate bars till the evening of
Saturday before Easter sunday, when the Easter bunny has hopped by
Belief – you’re not born with it
emerges from what you are told from your teachers
like mum and dad, grandmas and granddads
it’s then down to you to weigh up
each little bit you’ve been told
verify and question, and finally
engage – before it grows
Salford 18th September
Poem borrowed from my page at Allpoetry.com
A tale a bit crafty, a bit religious, but all by me
Artwork created at Craft Sessions at Brain & Spinal Injury Charity in Salford.
As the Sun comes up,
its light shines through
the panels of coloured glass
angling the now coloured light
painting a picture,
of scenes on a floor
And as the sun shines,
through that brightly coloured window
reds cast with yellows
and greens cast with blues
as molten lead holds on tightly,
keeping the picture alive
#Coloryourworld #cyw #royalpurple
Perched on her majesty’s head
Under the frame of silver and jewel
Royal colour emits from the crown
Perhaps – it denotes her status – as head of her church
Like priests and bishops wear the colour in spring at mass in parishes up and down
England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales
They’re tearing down temples
for a flash B & B
The places of worship,
they think they are twee.
They’re moving the pulpits
to community halls
whilst taking a digger
to break down brick walls
In name they call – “Progress”
Its the communities loss
for the one who wont replace it –
is the man they call “Boss”
But the leader of worship –
you see – he’s no fool
for the church comes attached
with its very own school
So one way or another
the sacred worship will survive
as the church all meets in the school
where together – they thrive.