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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: The Kingdom of God (03/12/09)

TITLE: The Bridge
By iziegbe idemudia
03/13/09


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I
Numerous fingers;
Countless black suckers
Pulsate over the sphere
Feed on decayed divinity
Journeying in slime over the years
The sudden lunge from the tongue
Over the threshold of deceit
Poignant taste of death
From the womb of the consuming fire
The consuming fire of lust
Lifting the vapors of life
Drifting in the air of sorrow
As the breath of spring mourn
The death of a king

II
Spread out below Him
A mass of gorged out waste
An infinite abyss of pestilence
Still He came, the gentle Lamb
Clothe in mercy and humility
Hiding Himself and His will
In the shadows of obedience

III
The womb of time rumbled
Of the age, travailing
As darkness sang a shroud
A deafening silence
Over a chilled world
All hung tottering
Captured in their thoughts

On the hill the cursed Wood
Full of the blisters of all errors
Bursting in the gore of all failures
Of a flowing age under the bridge of time
Dark waters that drown at will
And make drift wood of boats

The white bird, gentle
Lie hidden in the Blood
Waiting still for the womb
The quaking womb of dust
Of the pants and pangs
A presage of thoughts

IV
Here the cry is infinite
Of the ageless flesh
Of the royal Blood
Ascending from the battle
From the amniotic dust
Forever broken in flames

V
Who can lay a price on love?
Or the depthless wells of her treasures?
Who measures the path of divinity or
The vastness of its might?

Here we are
The likeness of crystals
Of the sun and its glory
Strengthened in hues of perfection

From the pool of water and blood
Our taloned head in flight
The vision that rips the dark
Not to stumble, but to prevail
To thrive in purpose
A vessel of honor
Prepared in Truth
Sunken in Stone
The Rock of Love


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Laury Hubrich 03/20/09
I don't know too much about poetry but I like your message. I especially liked your ending:

A vessel of honor
Prepared in Truth
Sunken in Stone
The Rock of Love

Gregory Kane03/23/09
You know, there's some really powerful imagery here. But I couldn't really understand what was going on. Now, maybe I'm just being particularly dense (ask my wife!) or it may be that you've lost the reader somewhere in all that elaborate symbolism. One to ponder