May 2nd is the anniversary of the death of the Russian painter Ivan Aivazovsky. Most of his paintings were about the sea. His most prominent being The Ninth Wave which I have used here previously to accompany one of my poems. For more info on him click here.
On this day, May 2nd I honor this painter who I think had an amazing skill in my first ever Tanka poem.
Among the Waves, Ivan Aivazovsky (1898)
Me the endless sea
Let me soon absorb your all
Setting your mind free
Ridding pain both big and small
Your new life shall be in me
Kristus a Magdalena, Vojtech Hynais (1889)
Be Not Judged, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Wrong to guard wealth over my needy soul.
Not worthy of Magdala my title.
As being far from ever an angel.
Feel my wanton heart to be dark as coal.
Seeking a way to become again whole,
That my many past sins, You to expel,
To find a path to avoid things carnal,
And my special love for You to extol.
Mary what reason are thee on bent knee?
For I know in your young heart burns a fire,
This day forward you shall be My beacon.
Be assured that from your sins you are free.
Let it be known to all your true desire,
Be with Me and the Father in Heaven.
Unknown Title and Painter
Precious Water, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Went early to the well to get Thy water,
My day would be worthless without this drink.
Once received my spirit becomes brighter,
Heart engages the mind so I can think.
Looked about to see the others with me,
By my hand count there were only a few.
Like me were old nearly able to see.
Soon a young man came and water he drew.
From a common vessel we all did share,
To this water there’s nothing to compare.
Giving thanks our voices filled the clear air,
The sun acknowledged our morning prayer.
Where are the young who have strength we all ask?
Waiting ‘til they can’t do a simple task?
Scene of deluge, Joseph-Desire Court (1827)
Deluge, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Rising waters come not to their surprise.
Ungodly behaviors antagonize,
He who loves them and who He did advise,
Their very actions He shall penalize.
Within His power did save but a few,
Who faithfully abided by His rule,
So once again we could begin anew.
Now afresh His wishes we overrule.
Once more old behaviors we restore,
Even after He sent His only Son.
Do we dare to ask He do even more?
Do we dare say that the Devil has won?
Can still accept the baby if we choose,
It still remains with us to win or lose.
Recumbent Figure of a Girl, Hans Peter Feddersen (1875)
Answers to Many Whys, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Here weeping upon this most hallowed ground,
Staring at the body nailed to the tree.
Searching for words, but making not a sound.
He did it to set my wicked soul free.
Horrible pain, as He is not yet dead.
Wearing a crown of thorns upon his head.
His simple garments on the ground are spread.
Many cast lots for them, while others fled.
Lifted His head to heavenly Father,
Slowly bloodied chin fell onto His chest,
Nev’r a single sound of willful anger.
Earth suddenly shook, He is now at rest.
Now three days I must wait for Him to rise,
Then He will give answers to many whys.
Young Girl Praying Carl Sundt-Hansen (1883)
Young Girl Praying, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Closing these eyes so I may better see,
Absolute beauty of Your holiness,
Or other distractions to capture me,
And last to show to You my humbleness.
I ask in my heart You will always be,
My abundant love of You be endless.
A love which I give to You so freely,
Of Your love never to become callous.
When I fall, to You my sins will confess,
Of these falls I shall be truly sorry.
It is You I’ve hurt in my thoughtlessness,
By falling into the Devil’s quarry.
O Father I ask that You be my guide,
Know it’s easier with You at my side.
The Belgian Model, Herbert Wilson Forster (c. 1890)
John the Messenger, Robert A Sieczkiewicz
Why is it that you need to question me?
Can’t you see clear with your eyes who I be?
It is I who His message do carry,
His final action shall set us all free.
Me! Not worthy His sandal to untie.
Making the way straight for Him, I do cry.
Baptism of water is what I apply,
And soon for Him I shall eagerly die.
He now walks among us in open view,
Brings the Holy Spirit for all of you.
All these words I speak to you are so true,
By your faces I see you haven’t a clue.
Make the way straight for the coming of the Lord.
He comes with message of love, not the sword!