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Maundy Poems - Poems about Maundy

The Day

This is the day
We break the bread
Cup full of wine
To numb the head

This is the day
When truth reveals
The veil of lies
A mind conceals

This is the day
We knew would be
That thorny cap
Of destiny

Awaits the king
Of hearts and minds
Releasing all the
Chain that binds

This is the day
A final feast
Then walk to face
The mighty beast

A farewell toast 
A hug

Categories: maundy, blessing, death of a
Form: Rhyme

Maundy Thursday

Ending
Of lentern endeAvour
Cross Shaped suffering
The resurrected breath of ChrisT
So Everyone is saved by the 
Returning

Categories: maundy, christian, easter, forgiveness, god,
Form: Ekphrasis

Reflection On a Maundy Thursday

He came and dwelt among men 
And shared a vision of heav'n;
To Him some opened their doors,
But more denied their favors.

With sinners He sat and supped;
Thus, others called Him corrupt.
But they did not understand:
He changed their hearts with His hand.

He walked and taught in byways
And always with gentle gaze;
Some gladly took His offer,
Others remained a

Categories: maundy, death, forgiveness, jesus, religion,
Form: Jueju

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Maundy Money and Foot Washing

I
The Last Supper and Intimacy with Jesus
His humility in foot-washing, even of Judas
The Pope still does that for ordinary 12
Like communion for other few Protestants
But largely ignored for Friday and Sunday
What and why, Thursday as "Maundy"?

II
Maundy as in Commandment, from the LORD
As he set the example, before His arrest
Betrayed by Judas and my sins (John

Categories: maundy, 12th grade, appreciation, bible,
Form: Didactic

Rejoice

Rejoice!
Your death is nigh,
And your birth is close by.
There is no time for tears, of sorrow.
Your time of joy is here, two days from tomorrow.

by,
Martin Braun
4/9/2020

Categories: maundy, christian, faith, father son,
Form: Rhyme

Maundy Thursday

MAUNDY THURSDAY

The Upper Room was hushed that night,
 	As frightened friends supped their last as one.
Shoving back the morrow
	When their leader would be gone.

This is my body—broken for you;
	You are my beloved—take my blood, too.
Do this and as oft as you do it,
	Do it in remembrance of me.

	(A shipman shivered on a night-long watch
	The night

Categories: maundy, faith, imagery,
Form: Narrative

Maundy Thursday

Sense how fear wields a heavy hand,
Observe the truth in simple stance;
Lies surely yield betrayal friend,
Expect harsh proof in violent chance;


Meet evil hence with love most meek,
Note peaceful grace in supper last;
Mind bad moves thence vain murder seeks,
Apt turn of face in anguish cast;


Urge for a while a leader's touch,
Notice the scourge that comes to

Categories: maundy, allusion,
Form: Quatrain

Maundy Thursday

Meek moments meet true love that flows,
Ask for the truth that sets you free;
Urge grace most sweet to help us know,
Note succinct proof that bids us see;
Dream with pure heart the way of poise,
Yeshua broke bread to feed the soul.
Touch that deep art as faith moves choice,
Heed unafraid as love makes whole;
Use your time well

Categories: maundy, change,
Form: Sonnet

Maundy Thursday

MAUNDY THURSDAY

The Upper Room was hushed that night,
 	As frightened friends supped their last as one.
Shoving back the morrow
	When their leader would be gone.

This is my body—broken for you;
	You are my beloved—take my blood, too.
Do this and as oft as you do it,
	Do it in remembrance of me.

	(A shipman shivered on a night-long watch
	The night

Categories: maundy, death, easter, passion, ,
Form: Dramatic Verse

Meditation On Maundy Thursday

When little you have to live for and far, 
 When righteousness your own for little counts, 
Knocked down and bruised and battered when you are, 
 When your wasted shadow forever haunts; 
When rites and rituals robbed are of magic, 
 Piety, pilgrimage, notso might please, 
Belaboured worship loses all logic, 
 Divine grace

Categories: maundy, introspection, spiritual,
Form: Sonnet

Maundy Thursday

Maundy Thursday, we know clearly,
The Christ did say: "Remember me..."

The ritual tale of the Master,
Washed feet availed, fond kiss rendered.

How humble then, that sacred act
Of loving grand in precious pact.

The supper room where The Christ held
A meal to groom those love would weld.

All twelve round a Master bold;
Shared bread to ground pain's sure threshold.

That deep

Categories: maundy, courage,
Form: Couplet

Maundy Thursday

Kirby's no Catholic, at least he doesn't believe 
the Pope's infallible. Infallibility's for me, 
the one he counts on for treats under the table 
when no one is looking, or he trails me into 
his mistress's  laundry room, where 
doggy perks are stored along with "Tide, Free & 
Gentle, plastic containers of color safe

Categories: maundy, pets
Form: Free verse