Remote Child

Linocut printed on map. Unique state. A4 size  Ken Rookes

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But they were silent

 

They kept their mouths shut
embarrassed
naughty children caught out
arguing.

I’m better than you,
cleverer,
more worthy,
with leadership qualities.

He gathered the silenced ones
together. All twelve.
Maybe even some of the others,
like the women.

Be the greatest, he told them.
The best at caring and loving,
the first among servants.
Be friends of children.

They still had nothing to say.
Not sure what he was getting at,|
but afraid to ask.
Speechless.

 

© Ken Rookes 2015

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Pictures

Isaiah 11:1-12

Prophetic pictures of justice,
peace and harmony
in an advent abundance;
tree stumps and shoots,
lambs and wolves,
calves and lions.
There are a few places
where such images occur:
upon artist’s canvases,
in poet’s verses,
within the songs of the innocent,
and in the ever-churning recesses
of the divine mind.
God, though, is no wide-eyed optimist,
having experienced first-hand
the depths of human fear,
vengeance and cruelty. Still
the Almighty has not stopped hoping.
In God’s mind, apparently, is an idea;
bold and audacious,
waiting fulfilment from the beginning of time.
It is plan of deep wonder,
of sad beauty,
painful love,
and the unexpected leading
of a little child.
 
© Ken Rookes

Another poem for the second Sunday of Advent can be found here.