John the Baptist

His first name was John,
Fulfilling prophecy Malachi told,
It was Jesus he could rely upon.
A story  that will never grow old.

Announced the coming of Jesus,
A message of salvation, we must repent,
The Messiah who will teach us.
Putting ourselves aside, it is Jesus to whom we submit.

Had his head served on a platter,
As the party carried on,
An insane request, but it didn’t matter.
He was simply entertainment, a pawn.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Merryman Avatar
July 4, 2023 at 9:27 PM
"Had his head served on a platter, as the party carried on" -I love how you worded this. Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M
Cassell Avatar
July 5, 2023 at 7:48 AM
Thank you Kim.
Alex Avatar
July 3, 2023 at 1:15 AM
"Putting ourselves aside, it is Jesus to whom we submit" - Beautiful writing. Congratulations!
Cassell Avatar
July 3, 2023 at 6:09 AM
Thank you so much
Daniel Avatar
July 3, 2023 at 12:32 AM
Very true, Rev. Catherine, John the Baptist's life and death makes a captivating story:) congratulations:)
Cassell Avatar
July 3, 2023 at 6:09 AM
Thank you so much
Mcconnell Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 3:52 AM
Lovely penning Catherine, such good rhyme and flow with nice imagery too. This is one of my favourite bible characters one we Christians can learn so muchfrom. Have a blessed weekend, Gordon from Scotland.
Cassell Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 7:17 AM
Thank you Gordon Happy Sabbath
Rodrigues Avatar
June 23, 2023 at 5:55 AM
Had his head served on a platter, As the party carried on…the levity taking place today..so sad.
Cassell Avatar
June 24, 2023 at 7:17 AM
Thank you Kim, You have given me new insight. I hadn't thought of current events.
Kauffman Avatar
June 20, 2023 at 4:41 PM
Welcome to the soup Rev. Catherine! Your poem has such a lyrical quality to it. So much contained in your twelve lines. Indeed it is a "story that will never grow old." I often think of John and Jesus as little boys celebrating Passover together and John asking: "Why does Jesus always get to ask the question." Best wishes for the contest. Blessings to you.
Cassell Avatar
June 21, 2023 at 7:21 AM
Thank you Sam. I am new to writing poetry. My pen is definetly divinely inspired. Blessings
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