Best Bernadette Poems

Bernadette and Juliet

Alone, alone in her mind
as she sleeps comfortably
now alone permanently
as she drifts away un-noticed

Was it Bernadette or Juliet
that flew away
as the designer was...

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Called so young,
So profound and sweet.
A spring of mud,
A wall of filth.
Yet, life ran true
As you gave all.
Could that we,too,
Possess such faith....

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Golden Roses 


...to one who has faith, no explanation is necessary...to one without faith, no explanation is possible...Thomas Aquinas. 


Roses side by side where the...

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Bernadette prayed,
wore straw knee pads 
and
built a cathedral incarnate.

Remains of the glorified were
sun baked shingles upon her roof.
Beaded mercy chips 
and
pieces of blessed palms
sewn by...

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Entertainment tonight;
It's alright;
Entertainment tonight;
Out of sight;
Woo oh oh, we're here to entertain you;

We've got entertainment media news;
Music, and fashions dresses pants and shoes;
We got the...

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Bernadette, ex-midinette,
now leaving Paris:
shop-girl day before.
Paris takes long time to leave,
with all the arrondissements...

Bernadette, ex-midinette
swaps shop-girl airs
for country air.
Paris now seen distantly:
the Eiffel Tower.

Perfect future...

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Cold gray stone that stands so right please watch over my love tonight.
For she was taken from my side on that cold November ride.
Early on...

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1858
Southwestern France
Mother Mary appeared 18 times
Young woman Bernadette Soubirous
Announcing: “I am the Immaculate Conception”
Mother Mary helped Bernadette
Discover a hidden spring of grotto
That Spring was soon...

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I want to run away 
from the stares
when our friends 
don’t see you there
Instead I walk confidently
like I don’t care
But inside 
I feel like life’s...

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Acrylic is an exuberant technique
giving life to colors so unique,
reminiscent of a Matisse.

The pine-scented breeze drifts
from mounts to hills,
an ambient of skylarks trills. 

The French...

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RAJARAM RAMACHANDRAN, YOU WILL BE MISSED FOREVER

You’ve left a legacy, a treasure to cherish,
The words of wisdom, the priceless pearls,
Each letter embedded with love and...

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At first sight, I miss God,
When I think of my father,
Of the primroses in bloom,
When I feed the blinding sun,
Drying up,  all the rivers.

I...

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Maelore, King of the Mountain, owning the Mountain’s Wealth
This summer heat has been brutal, affecting the Lions Health
His mistresses, Miss Kitty, Bernadette, the renegade Linda...

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The funeral was well attended

Nobody came

It was sad in a way

Clashed with the dog passing away

There was a friend with a leg

When I say a...

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Washed by spitum from the drooping lips
of the dying angel, i recieve the command baton
to war against the dreadful monsters from outer space.
With a bible...

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