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Tongue in Heart

by Susan Cowger 8 Comments

We hide from the Storm
Under a sky broken with
Syllables of love
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Today I am thinking about words. How they spill pill out from the spring of the heart–Peter says to Jesus, after Jesus tells the disciples they will all , all , fall away–I shall not, though all the others do, I shall not.

As foretold he denys Jesus three times.

And Peter’s tongue reveals Peter’s heart.

Peter’s heart was pure–he wanted to be found faithful. His flesh was weak and eventually angry and maybe even frightened, and he didn’t even have a chance to contain the deluge of frothy words of denial.

Words. They make a person look two-faced, don’t they? So easy to be judgemental.

The heart is more complex than I thought.

May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, oh Lord my Rock and my Redeemer.

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  1. Craig and Bethany says

    April 9, 2009 at 4:39 am

    Cerise purge of night
    Musculus flesh ribboned to spool
    Tendons ashen white

    Keep ’em coming guys. Thanks for sharing the communion cup.

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  2. Kathy says

    April 8, 2009 at 7:02 pm

    sinew muscle hangs
    demonic laughter spewing
    death darkness hovers

    Goat,

    When you gave us this assignment to write a haiku each day in rememberance of Holy Week, I happily began. Learning a new poetry form was great fun. I soon found myself wrestling with words and visions about my Savior’s last week on earth.

    I just wanted to tell you that what started out as great fun for me has ended in a great, heartfelt awareness of what my Jesus did for me…for all of us, this Holy, holy week.
    Thank you.
    ~K~

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  3. Tattoo Girl says

    April 8, 2009 at 2:10 pm

    Crouched on cool concrete
    Back’s shadow-lines blue and orange.
    A stillness pose.

    Prevail.

    Reply
  4. Susan Cowger says

    April 8, 2009 at 7:10 am

    Hey Bat-man. Nice haiku on syniad style.

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  5. Susan Cowger says

    April 8, 2009 at 7:04 am

    Kathy and Scott–stars on your foreheads! Chazzzzz too–word-meisters all. Sorry Scott–being an over achiever only makes you an over achiever with stars. Tomorrow would be bereft of power without your portion of haiku. Please, think of it the way you think of graffiti–clandestine. I look forward to seeing how you do that 🙂

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  6. Charles Fishburn says

    April 8, 2009 at 4:57 am

    friend bolts flails inflicts
    harm awry misguided blade
    lightning in clear sky

    more description at chazzz.com. (BTW, earlier this evening, I posted my entry (here) for yesterday — lest you think I missed a day) 🙂

    nicely done, kathy and scott!

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  7. Anonymous says

    April 8, 2009 at 1:05 am

    how careless we are
    with seeds sown more powerful
    than a thousand suns

    boom. chalk me up for two today. this one was 30 seconds in the making. can i take tomorrow off?

    Reply
  8. Kathy says

    April 7, 2009 at 9:33 pm

    crowning thorns adore
    holocaust of holy blood
    ransomed! anguish cry

    Reply

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