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God Beach Poems | Beach Poems About God

These God Beach poems are examples of Beach poems about God. These are the best examples of God Beach poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) |

the day you flew to Heaven


           We knew , it was if a moment stopped in time 
              hearing the news before most of the World did
           He loved to fly his plane from Colorado to Monterey Bay
           He was a avid golfer at Pebble Beach respected 

           He had loves and passions from many places 
           deciding to fly low through the overcast red sunset
            Not only did he love music and inspire all 
            He loved his Plane , he will always remain a beautiful Soul

              The next day it was confirmed ..all saddened 
             It was John Denver's plane that went down
             Today in Pacific Grove stands the Memorial 
             So Kiss me and smile for me we will ~
              always in loving memory 
               OH babe ,  do we hate you go ~    
                            
    

         Inspired by ; contest in Music and Loss of an Artist
                   "Leaving on a Jet Plane "
             


Details | Dramatic monologue |

woman of god

braising thoughts arose as my lifeless 
body huddled in a fetal position i' d completed 
thirty hail mary's an yet my macerated flesh 
lay still as the sun began
to settle embedding itself almost oh how vain i was 
thinking merely of beauty 
my beauty taken in an instant on impact 
how selfish i was addressing the father how dare you 
why this isn't living an yet you promised
i shall die and live i doted on you believing every word 
like a faithful child twitching kicking the paramedics
oh what a bad patient scolding the rescue workers 
for saving my retched life
do they not see the father in view are they blinded 
by the light the sullen hue 
that consumed my being torn flesh from my face 
ah in my lowliness my wisdom edified 
as st anthony strolls by in a distant glare mending me 
this sereme endeavor captured 
my solace for peace although there was no peace 
in my living i'd wandered deeply from earthly realms 
a gentle peace in my dying bestowed me 
i glanced at the road that swallowed me whole
leaving no sign of life it was then st theresa whispered 
you are his child quickly i responded 
oh no ma'am i'm not with child thinking only of my figure 
she smiled a warm glow and whispered yet again
you are his child she gestured to another woman 
st cicelia quite childlike to my eyes 
she chanted you are woman you are child 
do you understand i responded amidst my sufferage
for the sake of his sorrowful passion  
i over stand his divine mercy


Details | Free verse |

The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



Details | Free verse |

Never So Gracious

A full moon night to my delight what is so wrong with doing what's right nothing is right after so long no use in complaining time to move on The Dream Water one day might take me away farther from the comfort of familiarity I float on my back then shut my eyes my body now sinking into ocean arms open wide Now swallow your son back to his nature when he is no longer needed to stay here the next generation are dooming themselves they need my experience to guide them through hell Why should I bother on my own, I strive through I turn my back on the thought of bothering to save you alone in this world my, is it spacious I'm finally smiling, never so gracious.


Details | Couplet |

Blessed on a Deserted Island

Who would imagine that my life would come down to the edge of a blade
worked and worked on stone, scraping off goo and removing the bites?

Or that when I tumbled and rolled in the surf, unsure what was up.
storm rolling hard against breakers that I would remain intact?

It’s breath holding time, while rain smashes down, winds howl and the stir
rocks you until you forget your name and then finally silence, the deep breath

sauna time arising with sun, I scramble for cover, glad my Teva sandals
prevent the shells slicing at my skin, I must duck down into forest

looking to quench thirst, handy filter bottle in hand to conquer
all the parasites and villains unseen about to attack what is left.

Forgive me then, Father, for I have fallen to worship my survival blade,
prying out oysters, scraping out crabs, peeling the papaya

for I drink well of thy wine, fruit of my body, rendered and purified
and wander as I will through this vast new place I’ve come 

lost to find self, and prayer for the fragile web of blessings
that save me from skewered, smashed, expiring, but shaded by your love.


Details | Couplet |

The Room Of Study

To sit in the confines of knowledge
At a desk the colour of porridge

An air of unescapable heat
At a desk the colour of wheat

The lure of the Mail Online
At a desk the colour of brine

Looking at Jamie Kirby's broken leg
At a desk the colour of regret




Details | Free verse |

Water

The water. 
It ripples and waves.
Its soothing to the touch and it runs over your body like an invisible blanket.
When life is too much to take I run to the water.
I've thought about lost loved ones over the view of the ocean.
As the waves ran over my toes and pulled back it was as if God was telling me I'm here.
I see your pain. I see your passion. In time I will wash them away.
When it rains, it stirs something inside of my heart. I know that as this storm shall pass, so will the trials of life.
The pain will be washed away. All will grow new again.
Pain is water.
Joy is water.
Life it water.
Water is beauty.


Details | Haiku |

Abraham

“Then the Angel of the LORD called to Abraham a second time out of heaven, and said: “By Myself I have sworn, says the LORD, because you have done this thing, and have not withheld your son, your only son—blessing I will bless you, and multiplying I will multiply your descendants as the stars of the heaven and as the sand which is on the seashore; and your descendants shall possess the gate of their enemies. In your seed all the nations of the earth shall be blessed, because you have obeyed My voice.”’ 

— Genesis 22:15-18 NKJV


    Little grains of sand
Assembled along the shore
    —Meet sunlit water


Details | Rhyme |

THE RAVAGES OF SANDY

Thousands of homes on the East Coast were
not spared from the ravages of Randy in late October,
the misery of devastation was everywhere:
Hamilton Beach was flooded by feet of water,
so was Old Howard Beach and Lindenwood
got its share, too when lights started flickering;
my apartment could have been flooded to the ceiling,
lost everything and going back I would have smelled mold!



The first thing I did was Thank God for His endless mercy,
realizing that other survivors weren't that lucky as I.
Why are these storms more frequent? Are we messing with Mother Nature?
Global warming is too scary...winters in New York are getting much warmer!



I have witnessed the scariest storm in my lifetime,
Glory and Irene compared to Sandy weren't that wild;
what's predicted next? It can't be a Universal Deluge,
because God promised there wouldn't be another...
and where, if that happened, could we find refuge?
We'll be swallowed up alive by massive tides and carried far!


Details | Haiku |

Providence

egret on sand dune
fish breaks surface and flies free
coconut pours milk


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