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Ministry in Ascension

Ministry in Ascension

Death have no covenant over me,
Eternal Son shepherd of divine grace,
By almighty trinity I will be
A mirror of the blameless face.

Eternal Son shepherd of divine grace,
The Holy seed of the trinity,
A mirror of the blameless face
Scribed in thy forehead eternity:

The Holy seed of the trinity,
To turn thee away from iniquities
Scribed in thy forehead eternity:
A seal of patient ministry,

To turn thee away from iniquities
For truth sake, immortality
A seal of patient ministry
Quickened thy flesh in majesty,

For truth sake, immortality
The father of lights,
Quickened thy flesh in majesty
With divine attributes of triunity,

The father of lights –
Begotten Lamb of Glory
With divine attributes of triunity,
Sacrificed by lips of shame to Calvary:

Begotten Lamb of Glory
The awe of Elysian flesh,
Sacrificed by lips of shame to Calvary
Hidden cross of the heart confess

The awe of Elysian flesh;
Lion of soul console,
Hidden cross of the heart confess
I partake in flesh and blood,

Lion of soul console;
Morning Star of salvation,
I partake in flesh and blood,
A disciple of his passion:

Morning Star of salvation,
By almighty trinity I will be
A disciple of his passion-
Death have no covenant over me.

By Jenny Amelia Jones

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Easter Haiku

Easter Haiku

The eterne Godhead
Three parts in soul, clay, heart bind
Living manna Christ

Still waters his tears
Deluge replete in dotage
Harbour of refuge

God and clod mingle
Soul, blood and sin are bought
Clay fears death no more
By Liza Marie Jones

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Valentine reminisce

Valentine reminisce

Valentine Kiss

 

Oh! How love doth bay,
As moonlight strums the dawns ray,
In glory he doth glide,
The mackerel chased skies;
Winged feet in stride,
He flies, he flies
In mist we’ll sift:
To loves harmonic rift.
With the angels and the euphoric euphonic:
The prelude to throbbing love: their dower.
Indomitable spirits affray in the mating winds:
A force not to rescind,
Radiant in the shafts of heavens’ hues
They blaze and bask in divine dues
Engraved fates adorn heavens gates:
Ordained by God: a fixed mandate
Lips that lock in bliss:
Oh! Taste that immortal kiss!
Mealed vapours in tryst;
Seamless souls ride the erotic wave:
Tempestuous horizons, they brave

Extract from poem ‘Oh how love doth bay’ By Liza M Jones

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Robin Red Breast

Photo taken in Penrhos Nature Reserve on Fridays Snow filled day.

Robin Red Breast
The robin blessed by Christ, communicate
The steadfast that plucked the pain
From the Holy brow, an honoured breastplate;

A crimson flush, from cruel crown, dissipate
The Saviours blood to the bearers reign,
The robin blessed by Christ, communicate

A faithful servant among the masses to proliferate
The adornment of a most sacred gain,
From the Holy brow, an honoured breastplate

A chorus in nature to emanate
The message of the saviours’ pain,
The robin blessed by Christ communicate:

A glorious passion for Almighty fate,
Amongst his flock to maintain
From the holy brow, an honoured breastplate

For all creatures to congregate
Throughout the plains Gods’ terrain,
The robin blessed by Christ, communicate
From the Holy brow, an honoured breastplate.
by Jenny Jones

Dust Sinners

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Edward Burne-Jones XXII With the Wind
The poem is based on an Edward Burne-Jones picture With the Wind, 1 of 38 pictures from the Flower Book. In this picture the artist has chosen to portray the story of Paolo and Francesca famed in Dante Aligheri’s The Divine Comedy. The young lovers spent eternity in Hells Second Circle because of their forbidden love. The artist used pastels and watercolour to create and explore his vivid imagination, with circular frames his technique allows for movement and flow that creates a perspective whereby the observer is drawn into the fantasy of the looking glass.

Dust Sinners

“For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind:”
Hosea 8:7. (King James Bible)

Love doth melt upon the tongue, where bodies silken
Break the seal and seep into one, we are dust sinners – deserved,
Living phials that mix the shades of love, ensouled token

To condemning lot, where death invades our bonded
Grains unashamed? Loves oppressive air exhaled above
The rage of Hell, vanities fame, vengeance wounded

By the tricksters sword that dyed vengeance upon my breast, wove
Rebel blood midst the eternal flame, where hearts
Unopposed swell together, to salt my wounds our wedding chamber betroth:

A vortex, together coiled, never to part,
In spreading circles our souls fled our native seal,
We draw deeper to our scene, sinking low: Thou art

Guilty! We fall to satiate the flame, fortunes wheel
Spins the whirring wind: our breath expired entwined
Above the fire that invades us sinners, unceasing above the heel

Where tears distil love within the whirlwind,
The light within forever conjuring the core of chaos, to predate
Our altered state to dark abyss, whirling column bind;

The condition of my first being creates
To dissolve and mix again our atoms, loves entity,
The timeless enchantment of our captive state:

Love, love, love pervades our unity,
Judgement renews our vows for eternity.

By Jenny Amelia Jones