Rood Poems - Poems about Rood

...I am a child again I know no loss or gain Oft oblivious of pain Till I conscious regain. Do I wake or sleep, I see the stars weep As they crackers peep, Am I awake or asleep? I giggl......Read the rest...

...M-me S-stranger M-watt he say dat vogonese b-4 he flu away deep-sea me, deep-sea me thot dat at lease i new vogonese hee-haw-why-yen me knot no vogonese under-neat da kokomo tree thot i......Read the rest...

...Springtime is more than just flowers and sun. April is drenched, and bees will have much fun. Swarming insects frighten with bites and harm.  A staining sludge swamp and stinky silt fa......Read the rest...

...In church he longed for the rood Which forced him to act so rude The crucifix he wants In his thoughts he flaunts To escape and not be pursued......Read the rest...

...*Image of Many Meanings by KWC. Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1 (HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs) He'll heal his heel. They sow so they sew......Read the rest...

...Each of us comes with a story of how we found this community; a place to turn to where we are heard and held. Each of our stories is woven into the fabric of belonging; folded together to......Read the rest...

...One cross Left side Silent bore the shame of cursed Guilt, with scant remorse and no Small scoff Unfearful of Dying breath. Middle rood Central one Focus of the centuries ......Read the rest...

... Inspired by the Psalms at Holy Rood House trauma training day. God in Jesus you suffered alone on the cross, bearing blame, isolated, alone. How can we understand this virus that s......Read the rest...

...Have you stepped out bare footed? In the rood full of pebbles, sometimes hot pitched and sometimes glass rooted? Have you watched them play? Wishing to have someone to care, with fear at nig......Read the rest...

...The Crucifixion Of the Christ Lo and behold, on this rood On it once lay a great sacrifice Of God’s only Beloved son With his blood spilt on the wood He washed away every vice The cuf......Read the rest...

...Tim was a poet but lost for words as he pondered the meaning of the cross Sat by the road side of his inner world and wondered which way to proceed His bones were weary his skin was parched the......Read the rest...

...Yikes, all I feel is attitude with zero Christmas mood. Blessed am I for Jesus’ birth and sacrificial rood, but Santa and his deer had best just skip our roof or I might very well rage out on ever......Read the rest...

...Wont you carry me through this darkness, Lord, won't you flood me with your light? Won't you guide me along this narrow road, won't you show me what is right? Won't you scratch my hardened surfac......Read the rest...

...The fatherly staff of training, empty is this chair leaving the space blank as he dances over there. Mischief begins to alter attitudes suddenly from one click turning his dwelling to a ......Read the rest...

...A Homophonic Incident of Her Life It’s knot a ferry tail butt an incident of a pour girl’s life, weather you believe it or knot. Hare goose the tail— She war a guys and one ate plane idle wi......Read the rest...