Just Before Cock-Crow
You are his friend from Galilee
I do not, do not know the man
I’m not his friend and not his clan
he really is stranger to me.
You’re dreaming up a fantasy
you little wench with evil plan.
You were with him from Galilee.
On oath, I do not know the man!
Cease and desist your lying spree.
Why do you paint me partisan?
I told you true when we began
swear by each herring in the sea…
You sound like him from Galilee!
© 2012 by Violet Nesdoly
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This rondel paints a few moments from the story of Passion Week. The account of Peter denying that he even knew Christ, let alone had spent time with Him (Mark 14:66-72) is a cautionary tale to me. I wonder, how would I have reacted in the same circumstance? Do I ever deny Jesus in situations that are far less threatening?
Violet Nesdoly 
POWERFUL! Both poem and picture…I feel sad as I realize how often I reflect Peter here.
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Thank you so much, Janet! I find it hard to write about Good Friday and Easter… Everything’s been said, and so well. But there are always little moments to explore, aren’t there?
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Yes Violet, there really are…in surprising ‘fresh’ ways as was this!
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