Child of Promise

A Poem By Emilee // 12/30/2012

A late Christmas poem! Comments make my day :)
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Child of Promise

Tiny body wrapped in rags
New pink flesh poked with hay
Innocent baby
My newborn messiah

Welcomed by a lowing cow
Announced by a choir of angels
Desolate child
The sacrificial lamb

Two frightened parents all alone
Thoughts and dreams, vows to keep
Firstborn son
Prince of Peace

Future grim, yet so bright
Prophesied pain and indescribable love
Infant King
God of all

Comments

I really liked the way this

I really liked the way this poem is written and think it is one of your best. This is just my opinion and others might not see a problem with it, but '' infant babe'' sounds redundant to me. I especially liked the third stanza.

Kathleen | Wed, 01/02/2013

Thank you for pointing that

Thank you for pointing that out! I changed that to Infant King, I can't believe I didn't notice that! You're so kind! That means a lot :)

Emilee | Wed, 01/02/2013

A poem begins as a lump in the thoat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness -Robert Frost
Emilee @ http://fantasticalpaperrealm.blogspot.com/

And this....

This is AWESOME. Well done. And Infant King sounds way better. :D I can't point out which bit I liked the most; they're all good!

Maddi | Thu, 01/03/2013

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Thank you!! :)

Thank you!! :)

Emilee | Thu, 01/03/2013

A poem begins as a lump in the thoat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness -Robert Frost
Emilee @ http://fantasticalpaperrealm.blogspot.com/