Author's details are: Sue Cook. Hawthorndene, South Australia, 2008
Easter Poems 2008
The Arrest
Words, words, words.
How much depends upon words.
People chattering, agitating, politicizing,
gabble, gabble – traitor – gabble, gabble –pretender.
With swords and clubs they press in
to arrest Jesus, the teacher.
Judas says, “ Peace be with you teacher,”
betrays him with a kiss.
The high priest accuses him of false promises
but Jesus is silent.
“Are you the Messiah, the son of God?”
“You will see the Son of Man sitting
at the right hand of the Almighty.”
Blasphemous words seal Jesus’ fate.
More words – Peter denies knowing Jesus –
no, no, no – and the rooster crows.
Pilate demands more words from Jesus and gets none.
He asks the rabble what to do with the Messiah –
gabble, gabble – crucify him – gabble, gabble.
Words, words, words.
Sue Cook 2008
Crucifixion
A black day indeed
the day they came to Golgotha,
the place of the skull.
Blackness inside people’s hearts
as they watched the crucifixion unfold.
Soon, shrouded in darkness
Jesus was isolated, suffocating.
There was no light, no enlightenment,
the blackness was impenetrable.
Abandoned by man and God,
“My God, my God, why did you forsake me?”
Jesus died on the cross.
But the women looked on from a distance,
illuminated by his life.
Sue Cook 2008
Resurrection
As Sunday morning dawns
and rosy light dissipates darkness
the women approach Jesus’ tomb,
mourning their inconsolable loss.
Suddenly, they are bedazzled
for a bright angel irradiates the tomb
where Jesus was, but is not now, entombed.
He is risen, elevated, raised from death,
and the women rejoice.
Angel or hallucination?
Mary Magdalene plucks a white feather
from the ground and wonders.
But Jesus appears to the women,
preaching peace and lack of fear,
and meets the disciples, too, in Galilee.
Out of the darkness into the light
so also are we illuminated
by his death and resurrection.
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