REMIT FROM CALVARY

Of the blushed ones I see
Of the halcyon ones I stumbled on
In pale and vibrant modesty
That healed the bread and wine
Of mortal jiffy taste

Upholding the waves of innocence
In a whirlwind of wholesomeness
Of one but only
That edged my flesh and blood
In a crestfallen garment

Stripes of price on him
His blood on streets of gog and magog
That marvelled castrated phantoms
Staring at grass from grace
Of one but only
That heal the world
In crucifixion of his life.




Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2006-11-24 at 19:42

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
Reading this makes me feel as though I am in school studying something I am very interested and and want to know more about. I have some visual sense of this but need and want to know more of what you are saying. Maybe someone elses comments can help me. I would welcome your interpretations very much.
2006-11-25