he carried his weight (poem) by Donna L. Quesinberry on AuthorsDen

he carried his weight
by Donna L. Quesinberry → (All Poetry by Donna L. Quesinberry)
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i awoke today thinking of jesus who would have been woken to take his journey to a physical death - it crossed my mind that we often think of the lashes and his ascension to heaven as well as his rebirth - but what of his morning ritual? did he have aches from weary sleep, did he sleep? was his face caked with the remnants of sleep? did he have an opportunity to get a drink and run to the bathroom? the day-to-day that we engage in routine manner our Lord could not even entertain in death. i don't think i do the concept justice - but it is my attempt to capture an essence.

~he carried his weight~ -\|- the poet - man of parables cellblock rested performed spoken words truth – peace - unuttered by carrion referred to sons / daughters of god in a heaven -\|- friday morning, sky murky, tinge of grey, potential rain. rousting giants – jarred him the poet - he stood. a not so well respite left him weary, aching. -\|- sleepy man eyes with no opportunity to brush teeth, comb hair. through a doorway shoved awareness \| acceptance torture she is the brutality of love. -\|- crossing dry ground sandy footed. Prodded and demeaned. leather strained flesh struck bones that lay barely hidden passerby euphemisms spat as the poet spoke of laments, -\|- incongruence, internal messages truths - reflections shone from rivers, ponds, or shiny objects compiled riches realizations – knowledge - undesirables drugged with destiny -\|- carried his weight over tormented body through village paths hills and plateaus - aiding that burial called death pierced and watching -\|- vain repetitions - impalements, salty quenches of thirst a poets glance - in wretched pain. expressions of love, siblings tender, immortals glances – he uttered the final physical quatrain. -\|- it is done. (Copyright . Donna L. Quesinberry-2008)

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on December 8, 2008

A lovely write. One suggestion though is to use caps for Jesus and GOD. I am a Christan too and I do prison ministry. See more at my website. Thanks, JMD

Reviewed by Larry Matthews

Reviewed on November 30, 2008

Donna, When I am under attack and life seems hard to bear I see those images and think who am I to complain They haven't crucified me yet.Christ along with being my saviour is the man I most admire of those who have lived on this earth.He carried the wieght of us all. Good write. Blessings Luke

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on October 7, 2008

Our Lord?
You are Christian Donna?
I never would have guessed.
Jesus a Poet? The God of the universe in flesh relegated to being a poet? I don't know Donna. An interesting postulation though.

I do believe that He was One given to speaking in Holy Spirit inspired riddles (parables) to His own; those who embraced Him as the Christ, the son of the Living God. And the Holy Spirit was He who allowed the listener to understand the deeper spiritual truths of what the average pagan earth-dweller, and phylactery bound Jew never could.

Doing justice to this concept (as you mentioned in your prologue) is certainly relative. In order for one to understand your heart and intentions they would have to have their understanding opened up by the Holy Spirit. This write effectively changed my opinion of you.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 22, 2008

Outstanding write Donna!!

Thanks for sharing!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on March 21, 2008

Exceptional write Donna, thank you for sharing with us. Wishing you and yours a blessed easter, hope the bunny is ood to you too.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Donna,
Your Hearts Passion Was Poured Into Your Words For This Poetic Express!
Your Poem For Christ Is Spoken From Him Through You As Your Depiction Was With Excellence & Ease Of Your Verses Speaking!
Excellent Poetry Donna!
Embraced~Embrasse'
Blessing Too :)
Vickie

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Quite the contrary, you have done him justice through your heartwrenching words of sincerity. Jesus suffered like no other before or after. Wishing you and your family a most spiritual Easter....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Beautiful writing of our Savior's last hours on earth. I especially liked the third stanza, because it makes Him seem that much more real.

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Donna,
EXCELLENT poetry of the last hours of Jesus.

Blessings,
~Linda

Reviewed by George Carroll

A poem depicting what might have gone through Christs" mind thatGood Friday morning. Inspiring and awe filled.