Advent Poems - Poems about Advent

A cold, snowy night in Advent. I kneel at the altar, alone in the church warm with the breath of old wood and worn prayers. The pages of the book soften under my fingers. Behind me, the silent nave. Still, I speak the words aloud, as though the empty pews listen, as though grace leans in, hungry for a voice. And in the middle of...

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A joyous tiding on this hallowed night: That for our sake, a virgin would conceive. The Child would promise everlasting light To all who in His saving love believe, And for our sin we may no longer grieve. Among the beasts was born this infant King As choirs of angels came to dance and sing. The shepherds marveled, the wise men rejoiced And...

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Green moon in a dirty sky, snow drifting in, a subliminal huff-huff, of polar bears stalking. Ice crackles, bewitched caw-clawing crows gather to sleep amid bad dreams. If we gaze too long, a green sheen smears stinging cheeks. When making love to the pillowing dark, snarling monkey's chase naked angels across a gloaming night. In red and white stripped socks toes curl. Phantasmagoric broomsticks swish tinsel from bleary eyes. Later than predicted, a deeper snow arrives. Wooly hats...

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(A Haiku Trio) Notre Dame chosen, Love's spiritual seed sown; Gardener assigned:- Winds of love blowing... The garden of love blooming... Harvesting soon comes... Let's get ready, God's harvest is on the way; Christmas is coming ...

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Farewell Advent! by James Ryman translation by Michael R. Burch Farewell, Advent; Christmas has come; Farewell from us, both all and some. With patience thou hast us fed Yet made us go hungry to bed; For lack of meat, we were nigh dead; Farewell from us, both all and some. When you came, hasty, to our house, We ate no puddings, no, nor souce, But stinking...

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The chancy countdown clock of my mortality is ticking toward some unknown preset alarm. I’m aware of every taciturn tick tock in unrecoverable moments spent waiting for something to happen… and I do not wait well. I wait for stiff slices of tanned toast to pop up. I wait for the microwave’s proclamatory ping. I wait for endless dreary drizzle to stop. I wait...

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Sometimes the dry desert wind Strips slowly the sandless skin Of the soul Gentle balm of the wide Spirit Settling upon the surface Singing a song of suppleness Message of the mindful reflection From the internal mirror Of the heart Home to the fruitful Spirit Residence of the restoring, loving kindness Of the refreshing riverside Where solace comes, pacifying With the sounds trickling...

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Soon a time to repent will come When winter captures the west, East will summer then enjoy No matter; season comes to quest. Forty-five days to advent time When all prepare for Christmas chime. Then in the wilderness a voice will shout ‘Prepare ye the way of the Lord’, Are we ready to prepare our lives or shall We be busy with our...

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"Blessed assurance glory divine ..." Supine haze swiped tall grass wooing shadows, as chimes of wren's feathers a float parade, begs a trace with leaves sought resting barrows, the fondness parting loft and low portrayed. Nourishing willows stranding morning dews, while lengthy lappings the murmured streaming, courses the sourcing promises pact sinews, of turned new leaves and blazed hues trails dreaming. Quietude...

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Upon approaching advent of an early spring 2024 (alternately titled GENESIS RESPLENDENT) No matter the calendrical/official onset of vernal equinox takes places Tuesday, Mar 19, 2024 and transpires until Thursday, Jun 20, 2024, an intimation sensed (predicated on above average temperatures for February 21st, 2024) that season of blooming plants will override any assertion of Old...

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Written: August 24, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ In the realm where fallen souls reside, Where darkness thrives and hope subsides, There, among the shadows deep, Dwarf, hopeful lights from the forest floor seep. Amidst the trees that loom so tall and straight, Split by such kindness, of light they partake, And from nothing, one soul takes form. She is life-standing, from the shadow she was born. Her...

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I expected it with you, because you were suffering I didn’t want it but it seemed a mercy Of sorts But now, when she wants to join you, to stop The suffering, the confusion,the helplessness The separation from you, two sons, and her God Everything you all told me seems true Just harder, lonelier, and now I’m the adult, the father, the husband The...

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Advent is a time to Pre-prayer! :) (Yes, I know I added letters there) I did that to point out: we should be more devout... and about Jesus' Birthday --care!...

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On Advent Sunday, we strike a match And light a candle on the wreath. It’s a time for us our breath to catch And search for that inner peace....

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Heavenly wonder sounded not as thunder ...

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