Giving Poetry a Try – Briar and Thorn

Hey guys.

Besides the occasional bit of random writing, I haven’t touched much on poetry. I love being dramatically descriptive in my writing, so I thought I’d give it a try. This bit, Briar and Thorn, was inspired by Isaiah 7. This is better if read aloud. Enjoy!

Hast thou seen the barren land,
Filled with heaths, crags and sand?
Tis this place, this plot dead sworn,
Tis the place of Briar and Thorn.

Lifeless, empty, desolate, deep;
Strings and vines, and stranglers creep.
Cords of twine, death is thine.
Hatred sucks its deep, dark wine.

Can good there finally reach?
Bless the dark with Heaven’s beach?
Mortal cannot, man cannot,
End the rust and roth and rot.
Immortal can, God can,
According to His eternal plan.

Have thou seen the barren land,
Filled with heaths, crags and sand?
It from good forever is torn,
But inhabitants through Him can escape the Thorn.

Last post’s riddle solution: The doctor is his mom. Isn’t this a perfect example of a red herring?

This post’s riddle in the theme of poetry:

As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives.
Each wife had seven sacks;
Each sack had seven cats;
Each cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?

Leave your answers in the comments! Solution coming next post.

To God be the glory. Have faith in Him!


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