Mystic Rose Rose Poet Sonnet

The Atheist

He pipes out in pride and boasts of his creed   
crushing the spirit of those who believe 
he thinks he is right he has planted no seed  
except that of money and power, perceived  
The stars and the moon are trinkets of science 
no angels of cure no God to procure 
he lifts up his chin and puffs in defiance 
honey there's nothing out there, but manure; 
The sun and the wind the rain and the trees 
nothing out there can foretell,... its so lame 
abhorring the faithful that fall on their knees,  
he's a rift in God's nature, Oh ! what a shame 
That he can't see the beauty of "Faithing in Christ"
and he can't feel the power, of Faith, thinly sliced.

November 29, 2018

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Martin Braun December 7, 2018 at 11:58 AM Congratulations Pixie and what a bold and true first line "He pipes out in pride and boasts of his creed." What an excellent way to start. Very nice.

Charlie Smith December 7, 2018 at 11:36 AM Great write Pixie, congratulations...

L. J. Carber December 7, 2018 at 11:15 AM Congrats on your 1st Pixie-- I especially liked the last line,'...thinly sliced'

Beata Agustin December 7, 2018 at 12:07 AM God be praised and thanked for your poem; and for you for declaring such theistic truth. Congrats. God bless you.

Joseph May December 6, 2018 at 10:33 PM Congrats on your win PD..

Line Gauthier December 6, 2018 at 7:14 PM Wow, Pixie. Beautifully penned. Congrats son your gold medal win.

Sandra Haight December 6, 2018 at 6:35 PM Pixie, your wonderful Sonnet gave me goosebumps! An amazing write, and very powerful in supporting the belief in God that most humans feel. My heartfelt congratulations on your well-deserved First Place Trophy win, and I am faving your poem. Hugs, Sandra

Constance La France December 5, 2018 at 10:20 AM Pixie, excellent write for the contest, well done and best of luck~

Chris Alex December 4, 2018 at 11:32 AM Your poem is written as though challenging the prejudice of atheists. But in assuming, what you have no right to assume about a group, you have ended up merely being prejudiced yourself.

Chris Alex December 4, 2018 at 11:30 AM I take no pleasure from saying this, but what you have Written is a gross generalization. 'atheist' only entails a disbelief in god. Beyond that an atheist could be any kind of person. We are spiritual and non-spiritual, kind and cruel, arrogant and modest etc.

Mike Hauser December 2, 2018 at 2:06 PM Thank you Jesus for opening my heart and mind to your glory! I've never understood how the atheist could show so much hatred towards something they don't believe is there.... Crazy!

Julian Scutts December 2, 2018 at 12:59 PM The Puritans of old distinguished between two kinds of atheist. There were theoretical atheists, who had 'sinned away their reason', but these were a small minority. The great majority of them were those to whom the psalmist referred in the line 'The fool has said in his heart there is no God.' Such atheists may go to church, mosque or synagogue for appearance's sake but they lead lives that deny the relevance of religious demands. When atheists act nobly, as some do, they are serving God too.

Kai Michael Neumann December 2, 2018 at 12:59 AM I believe in dreams, poetry, tolerance, freedom, synchronicity and a spiritual Universe. And respect of others. Each to their own, but let us all a vision of Peace. Kind wishes, Kai

Paul Bell December 1, 2018 at 7:56 AM Don't atheists see faith in others? I'm agnostic, but I like to see people following their gods, keeps the options open.

Susan Ashley November 29, 2018 at 9:02 PM Your exceptional poem shines with your artistry and skill, Pixie. Beautifully expressed, my friend. Best wishes for a win and warmest wishes for you.. ~Susan

Chris Green November 29, 2018 at 12:02 PM Nicely done my friend.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 29, 2018 at 9:55 AM Excellent poem.

Sherry Asbury November 29, 2018 at 7:27 AM Atheists are souls of sorrow. They worship nothing of real value...mock those who have found peace in their beliefs. How can they live that way? Very fine poem that touches the intellect as well as the heart.

Vijay Pandit November 29, 2018 at 6:39 AM On mark my friend..you have the portrait of an atheist well painted. So many attributes of a non-believer.. in words of someone who cherishes faith and God. I know this poem stems from your heart. A win for you, Pixie.