Today, I am sharing two short poems, both written when I was 16. The common thread is their reference to Christ and the crucifixion. One is written from the perspective of a witness to the crucifixion; the other underscores how we participate in his crucifixion over and over again.
I Remember
Chandra Lynn (Age: 16)
I remember His face and His questioning eyes.
I remember the tear stains that streaked His face.
I remember the last words which He uttered.
I remember Him lowering His head to die.
Crucified, My Lord
Chandra Lynn (Age: 16)
The blood that spilled from His side
and from His piercéd hands
was more agonizing
than it was the first time—
I’d crucified Him again.
I don’t remember the context of my writing “Crucified,” but I do recall that “I Remember” was written for a creative writing class my junior year in high school. The assignment was to write a short poem, in which each line began with the words, “I Remember.”
Be sure to tune in tomorrow. I’ll share one more “musing from my younger self” before moving to another topic in my effort to post every day leading to my blogiversary.
Ciao!
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I’ve been enjoying the poetry of your younger self. I used to write poetry as a teenager too. These 2 poems you shared today were emotional. I felt them.
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Thank you. Do you still have your teenage poetry?
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I wrote some of it into a bound notebook. I pull out that book now and then to read some of it. It’s like old school “self-publishing”!
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Oh fun! I love looking through my old notebooks!
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Wow, Chandra. 🙂
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