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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Barbeque/Cookout (09/06/12)

TITLE: Woodsmoke Feast
By Margaret Kearley
09/13/12


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Woodsmoke Feast

(John 21)



He paused a moment, resting aching limbs,
And leaning on his oars, breathed morning air.
A fruitless night, no catch, not one small fish
Lay in the floating nets, empty and bare.

Through fragile, hazy, early morning mist
On distant shore, one figure stood alone
And called ‘Success? What have you caught this night?’
A shake of head, failed empty hands were shown:

‘Not one.’ ‘Go, throw your nets out on the right’.
Straightway, the rush and pull of drawing swell,
A mighty catch of fish swirled in the net
‘It is the Lord, my Lord’ - now all is well.

The aching limbs. the weariness was gone
And Peter, with archetypal, fervent art
Was in the water, racing for the shore.
Where stood the One he loved with all his heart.

Dark days of hopelessness, deep pain and gloom,
The mem’ry of betrayal, loss and fear.
Black throbbing empty sorrow of the heart
Were still to Peter very very near.

But drawing closer to His risen Lord!
The darkness of the recent anguished days
Evaporated in the morning air,
As once again he gazed upon Christ’s face.

A smell of woodsmoke on the seashore’s breeze
Warm bread and luscious tang of fresh baked fish
Provided by such loving tender care
A mem’rable and treasured breakfast dish.

Dawn breakfast, shared out on the open shore,
Remarkable and cherished precious morn.
Where darkness was replaced by living light,
Love reaffirmed, and life’s commission born.

A feast, that outdoor breakfast years ago,
Place of forgiveness, restoration, bliss,
And those who’ve walked a path as Peter walked
Will know the joy of feasting such as this.


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CD Swanson 09/13/12
Oh this was so good. Wonderful job with the topic and the entire piece held me captive.

Thanks. God bless~
Noel Mitaxa 09/13/12
Very thought-provoking and inviting work. Loved it.
Francy Judge 09/14/12
You captured the feelings and atmosphere of that special meal at the shore ... and summed it up perfectly in your last verse.
Karen Pourbabaee 09/14/12
excellent poetic description of John 21...the images, feelings, and message.
Ellen Carr 09/14/12
I really enjoyed this poem about the John 21 story. Beautifully written. Thank you.
Yvonne Blake 09/16/12
Great poem!
I like how you built the atmosphere around this familiar story.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/19/12
This poem is a beautiful reflection of this familiar Bible story. You did a nice job with it and I enjoyed it.
Myrna Noyes09/20/12
We chose the same topic! :) This is my favorite Scripture story of Jesus, and I enjoyed reading your poetic retelling. The ending was especially powerful! Good job!
Loren T. Lowery09/20/12
I was drawn into your poem and my senses came alive as your poem developed. I love the theme you chose and you did it adequate justice by your inspired thoughts and rhymes.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 09/20/12
Congratulations for ranking 7th in Masters and 11 overall!