Form: Free Verse Sonnet Innocent eyes flicker open Startled by cold water A child, the gift of love Receiving his name As the old chapel bell rings Announcing a new boy in the flock A tiny piece of heaven Draped in white cloth Too young to understand The promises made in his name A child whose soul must repent Sin made before his first breath But to repent he must first be a man And likes his Lord stand in the sacred waters
The Baptism of Christ by Piero della Francesca, 1437. Egg on poplar. Currently located at the National Gallery, London, UK
I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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