#biblical poem

[h2jlm]

“Even in Eden?” by h2jlm

[katerinaaqu]

People who criticize others for disliking the changes of Greek mythology when gods are twisted to look like some sort or final villain boss fight video game I honestly wanna see how the reactions would be if someone created a biblical musical where the Pharaoh of Egypt takes revenge against God of Israelites for killing the first born of Egypt by smiting him with his own sword or justice and claim he does it for his people while God begs for mercy.

Food for thought

[cardamomboy]

anne rice’s interview with the vampire, season 2 episode 4

“your father sunbathing” from ovid at fifteen by christopher bursk

the vampire armand, by anne rice

[lickthecowhappy]

Ineffable Prompt-a-thon

Prompt: Eye contact (Hard not to make eye contact when your entire body is covered in eyes- even under your wings.)

Ineffable Prompt-a-thon Repository | Main Poetry List

look at you all four faces blushing gleaming like burnished bronze radiant wings hiding your nervous hands body covered with stormy eyes shyly gazing into mine you're gorgeous

Ezekiel 10 describes the cherubim with four faces, human hands under their wings, gleaming like burnished bronze, and covered in eyes all over their bodies.

@ineffablyruined

[tyriongirl]

Genesis 4:1-5, translated by S. R. Driver, from The Book of Genesis, 1905

A Clash of Kings, Prologue - Maester Cressen

Emanuel Krescenc Liška – Cain (1885)

Claus Westermann, Genesis : a commentary, 1984

Arthur Segal - Kain und Abel (1918)

A Clash of Kings, Prologue - Maester Cressen

Natalie Diaz, A Brother Named Gethsemane, from When My Brother Was an Aztec

Lovis Corinth - Kain (1917)

Genesis 4:6-9, translated by S. R. Driver, from The Book of Genesis, 1905

A Clash of Kings, Chapter 33 - Catelyn IV

Odilion Redon - Cain and Abel (1886)

A Clash of Kings, Chapter 33 - Catelyn IV

Genesis 4:9-14, translated by S. R. Driver, from The Book of Genesis, 1905

A Clash of Kings, Chapter 31 - Catelyn III

St. Omer, Benedictine Abbey of St. Bertin; c. 1190-1200

A Storm of Swords, Chapter 36 - Davos V

S.R. Driver, The Book of Genesis, 1905

A Clash of Kings, Chapter 42 - Davos II

Lazzaro Pisani - Death of Abel (1885)

S.R. Driver, The Book of Genesis, 1905

A Clash of Kings, Chapter 42 - Davos II

A Clash of Kings, Chapter 42 - Davos II

Cain and Abel - City of Zeven - 2015 (source)

Genesis 4:14-16, translated by S. R. Driver, from The Book of Genesis, 1905

[epiphaniiii]

You bleed too much darling, gather up your flesh, drape it around your abysmal void. Nothing is seldom worthy enough to be mourned over till it turns you into a shrine of ghosts gulping tears of every mortal. Love yourself enough till you carry yourself to the grave, my love!

Her Schrödinger's cat, Eleventh insight

[yonahsienna]

A poem about being Jewish and queer this past week. It's based on the book of Eicha (Lamentations) which we read on Tisha B'Av, through a modern, queer lens.

CW: violence, slurs, politics

Eicha / How? How? Do we sit again in grief? Our community: Who, just moments ago, was dancing in the streets Banks and mayors waving our flag Now, mourners And fugitives Unending tears Wetting our cheeks Night after night How? Could any loved one comfort us? When every ally has become an adversary When friends are forced to flee Out of the frying pan and into the fire When you're dying on the street What does it matter if it's in Owasso or Los Angeles? How? Can we plan another caravan? How? Can we think about a parade? Our community centers are empty Our directors, despondent Dykes bitter Fags brooding And every Queer Inconsolable And all the while: Politicians sneering Bigots laughing Relishing in our Unholy destruction Child Service Bullies Snatching infants from parents' bosoms As anyone with resources Relocates to greener pastures And the rest, Starving And scrambling And hunted for sport And all the while (In our poverty and desperation) We remember the opulence Of gaylas and ballrooms In days of yore How far we have fallen! Helpless and hopeless And ridiculed without end How? Have we become so forgotten? Censored Exterminated Erased I just want to go home. To a place that no longer exists. And maybe, Never did.

[wheatfieldspoet]

as isaac, on the walk home

please, won’t you look at me, father? i can’t erase the memory                             of the surrender in your eyes if i keep staring at your back.

you held my hand as we climbed the mountain. i felt your pulse through my palm,               your grip tight against the sweat. God has called us, you said with urgency, yet       you took       your time       as we ascended.

i can’t remember what i feared more:                      the blade,                      the flame,                      or the aftermath.

who would have made the bigger sacrifice if there was no ram in the thicket— you? me?

or mother?

is there no test of faith more agonizing than to forgive?

but even in my final breath, i would have. i love you even though i may never understand it, if only you would tell me. i don’t ask for much—

father!       please.                             soothe my shivering. i’m afraid                      the next time                      i see a knife                                    i might think                                                                it’s                                                                              love.

— Jade A.

escapril day 3: eye contact

@adventurerswritingguild day 3: hand / god / knife

[asteroidaffection]

sir john what

[smply-sktchng]

Chainsaw Man Chapter 74 with Excerpts from Mystic by Sylvia Plath

“The air is a mill of hooks —

Questions without answer

…

I remember

The dead smell of sun…

Once you have seen God, what is the remedy?

Once one has been seized up…

…

Used utterly…

What is the remedy?

…

[h2jlm]

Hello, I say. Hello, he says back. I am covered in birds, I say. Well, I am covered in stars, he replies. I look at the moon. It’s the same as his hair. He looks at me, the color of his cheeks. Socks and fingers, we are together.

poem & artwork by @h2jlm

[vent-art-af]

"I Know The Last Thing Cain Said To Abel" (1/12/25) [About Cain and Abel from the bible duh lol but broadly about brothers/siblings] <kinda hate how this turned out rn might delete later // feedback about lighting would be cool - also tumblr crushed quality as usual so click for better quality>

"I love you, my brother And I’m sorry we don’t talk anymore And I’m sorry you were better than me At everything And that God loved you most  And that we grew apart I tried my best But I can assuage the anger in my heart And I can’t stop my face from falling And I can’t change the fact that  The meaning of my name is “spear” Maybe in Heaven you can spend  More time with God the Father Like you wanted And maybe if you’re not with me Just once I can feel His love without Looking over my shoulder I love you, my brother Now turn around"

[golden-gospel-poet]

The Lord is a Warrior the Lord is His name 🗡️

[vulpinesaint]

the artist's disposition is so ridiculous. sorry i got really emotional about this book from 200 years ago and now i have to sit and wax poetic about it for thousands and thousands of words until i feel better. and then you don't even feel better

[blackhholes]

Teen Wolf's Canaan

Lenore by Gottfried August Bürger (trans. by Dante Gabriel Rossetti) / The Fate of the Canaanites and the Despoliation of the Egyptians by Menahem Kister / Who’s Afraid of Canaan’s Curse? by Jennifer Knust / The Faith of the Canaanite Woman (Mt. 15.21-28): Narrative, Theology, Ministry by Dorothy A. Lee

Written for @teenwolf-meta‘s Meta May Monday theme: place.

in the sixth episode of the sixth season scott, lydia and malia go to canaan, a place which has become a ghost town after the wild hunt came through in the 80s with only one inhabitant still there. there are two major references being made in this episode, the first being that to the both biblical and real bronze age location of canaan and the second being to the ballad lenore by bürger.

in genesis 9:25 noah curses canaan, the son of ham, that he and all of his descendants, the canaanites, will be servants for the rest of time. the conquest of canaan in the book of joshua as well as the curse of canaan are mirrored in the episode with the ghost riders' attack on the town and is further expanded on when, at the end of the episode lydia explains that the people taken by the wild hunt become ghost riders themselves, effectively making them servants of the hunt.

the only person left behind by the riders is a woman named lenore. her name draws the viewer back to the 1774 ballad of the same name, in which a ghostly rider comes to a woman in the disguise of her dead lover and takes her on a ride. the poem culminates when lenore realizes that the rider is indeed death himself come for her. teen wolf's lenore as all other banshees has a close connection to death and the dead, for her the spectral entity shown to her is not her deceased lover but instead it is her son who drowned as a child. bürger's lenore dies at the end of the poem, where teen wolf's lenore decided to stay in canaan with the apparition of her dead son, a kind of death in itself.

[idylls-of-the-divine-romance]

The Song of Song's is sensual!!!1!

The Song of Song's is spiritual!!!!1!

The song of songs is spiritual and sensual, and literal and allegorical, and dreamy and passionate, and mystical and earthly, and erotic and pure, and romantic and abstinent, and idealistic and realistic, and pastoral and political, and religious and relatable, and historical and messianic.

And a failure to understand that all of these things are simultaneously true and are not opposites nor contradictions, is a failure to understand this book. And it's a book worth understanding. This book reverses the Fall of the (G)arden. It is Paradise Restored. It is the healing of the relationship between humans and humans, between humans and The Divine, and between humans and nature.

I repeat, a failure to understand this, is a failure to understand this book. Now go read it!

Also, one final thing: no, The Song of Songs is not in conflict with "Pauline Theology" (goodness I hate that phrase). In fact both the author of Songs and Paul are both dedicated to the same thing: healing the rift between humans and each other, and healing the rift between humans and God. Part of understanding the Scriptures is understanding that is is a commentary on itself. It all goes BACK to Genesis 1-3 (The Sublime Creation Narrative, and the (G)Arden Narrative) and FORWARD to the Messiah