Category: sonnets

  • Sonnet IV The Harlot

    When trapp’d in sins the night without a moonis dark: no hope nor freedom found in lustthat fills this moment’s craving only. TrustAlone in God can make his lovers swoon.To Christ so now she comes. As come she mustfor rest, to whom men come for passions’ fall.So she whose empt’ing man can’t fill can callto…

  • Sonnet III – Pharisees

    Ye scribes & lawyers, hypocrites ye broodof vipers: pharisees who twirl the lawto lure a proselyte into your mawthen spit out worse; within your precepts stewed! The Torah’s words from out your crooked crawdraw obligations far too hard to bear.Our God’s Revealéd words for making fairyou twist in ways that Moses never saw. But turn…

  • Sonnet II Palm Sunday

    All glory laud & honor children sing:to thee hosanna, Lord, hosanna! Praisewe thee with them, our olive branches raise.Thy train in triumph through the gate we bring With garments strewn the road to glory lays:what ails the crowd that soon they’ll turn away?Here where we hear hosanna cried todaygreat hearts will fail as darkness on…

  • Sonnet I Lazarus Saturday

    Tiz better to have lov’d & lost: so saidthe Bard when speaking of the heart’s romance.What would he say if God & man did danceAs friends til mortal man is stoppéd dead? Then God can weeping fall in mourner’s tranceWhile sisters, neighbors, pharisees, & allwill wonder at his healing advent’s stall:when but one touch restor’d…

  • Prelude. Holy Week Sonnets

    JMJ I try to get through a little more every year. So, once again, I will try to make the Holy Week Sonnet Cycle complete. Prelude My Lord, always majestic is thy name. No man may sing thy praises worthily & mould’ring – wanting words to hear & see is often in believers’ hearts thy…

  • Sonnet for Friday’s Dawn

    X – Peter Now Peter, liar, rock, Apostle, friend Here come I carefully to you: for pot & kettle are both black. May we be not That far by prayer each from the other’s end. The Priceless One betray’d by campfire hot: Your Galilean drawl just cant. Yet I Without a legal threat will try…

  • For late Thursday night

    IX – The GardenIn lunar brilliancy they walking showmid leafy branches’ budding scented bloom& grasses warmed in vernal sun now groomGethsemane, in paschal light aglow. We waiting here, he forward goes for roomTo falling, praying, moaning, sighing, bledTo sobbing, straining, weeping, sweating, redTill far away is heard the tramp of doom Apostles wake upon their…

  • A 2nd Sonnet for Thursday

    VIII – EucharistHe wash’d their feet & now would make them free:a mundane miracle will now combine.The God-Man bids that man on God will dine& daily service now makes unity. These common building blocks of bread & wineour Saviour takes into his holy hands& those, around him sat, his love commandsin mystic rites to make…

  • First Sonnet for Thursday

    VII – The Washing At Table: Christ Mandatum Novum do to us that we in love should brothers hold as He embodies love for us. Thus bold in love the nations seeing might him know. Example: washing feet in servant’s mold! To each apostle come in turn: St Pete refuses God now kneeling at his…

  • The Final Sonnets (for now)

    V Spy Wednesday – JudasNow Judas thief & liar, devil, friendHere come I carefully to you: for pot& kettle are both black. & we are notThat far I think each from the other’s end. The Priceless One you sold for not a lot:the price of one escapéd slave. Yet Ijust any petty lust or care…

  • Two more Holy Week Sonnets

    III Holy Monday – Pharisees Ye scribes & lawyers, hypocrites ye brood of vipers: pharisees who twirl the law to lure a proselyte into your maw then spit out worse; within your precepts stewed! The Torah’s words from out your crooked craw draw obligations far too hard to bear. Our God’s Revealéd words for making…

  • First three sonnets for Holy Week

    Prelude O Lord always majestic is thy name. No man may sing thy praises worthily & mould’ring – wanting words to hear & see is often in believers’ hearts thy fame. Still yet we try with prose & harmony to render mysteries in physic’s space: depicting love as icons show thy face to offer latria…