Best Bridegroom Poems
Like a bridegroom crowned in crimson,
He rises out of his chamber,
Scarlet circlets round his person,
Bedecked in tangerine amber;
With tears of joy* shed on the grass,
The world rejoices when he comes,
His smile's reflected on the glass
Of each river, as daylife* thrums;
An incarnadine cirque, he glows
From one end of heaven's doorway,
In merry-go-round, he follows
His circuit till the end of day;
The birds belt out ballads divine
When he stirs them with soft caress;
But, he's barely a ball of shine
Before the Sun of Righteousness*.
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( *Tears of joy - dew;
*Daylife - opposite of nightlife
*Sun of Righteousness - Lord Jesus Christ )
~The Beautiful Hands of the Bridegroom(A true story)
"Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . . "
~My grandmother called me one day disturbed by a recurring open vision,
saying, “Two beautiful hands were let down unto me from the ceiling.
“What does it mean? I keep seeing these hands every night after
I lie down in bed.”
~Immediately, I knew the answer. I said, grandma, the left hand has
a wedding ring, on the left finger, does it not? A brief silence on the
other end of the phone, “Why yes John it sure does, now that you
mention it. It is the most beautiful wedding ring that I have ever seen.”
To which I replied, “Granny, it is your Lord assuring you that He is your
spiritual husband. Do not be sad when He comes to take you home“
I reassured my eighty year old grandmother. She said, ”Yes that is exactly
what it means. I had not thought of that.”
~This was a divinely granted clear plan given to my granny afterwards
she was never frightened of death again.
~A few days later, my expression of principle said,” One day soon I will
awaken your granny New in the night and tell her to go into the living
room and sit on the couch, for it will be the time that I will take her
soul home with me.
~About eight months later the shuttle truck for the elderly stopped at
my granny’s door one morning to take her into town for dinner with her
friends. She did not answer the door. The body could be seen through
the window, sitting upright on the couch hands folded in lap with head
leant to one side as if asleep. The fully clad body wore house shoes...
This was the adoption of my dear granny… Martha New.
The house has been cleaned,
the hearts have been washed.
With oil, the lamps are replete;
all await with bated breath,
the bridegroom to greet.
O' my lady whose was on her way to her marriage chamber,
both Father and father embrace her;
A smile as long as God's horizon,
as you thank Him for your bridegroom;
Hallelujah;
8/10/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
I wait patiently as the days go by
Hoping against hope that time will not fly
Wishing for the sounds of the bridal gong
Longing to adorn the bridal gown
But my love where art thou?
Has thou slipped by me and gone to another town?
I am tired of waiting from morn to night
Come quickly now and together we will sing the song of life
In joys and sorrows together strive
My love please come quickly soon
When love and beauty are still in bloom
And in my heart there is yet room
Christ walked amongst us all ~ We are the pieces and limbs of a woman
One night I dreamt of my would-be bridegroom
We rode with flair a white horse in blue hills
Across moonshine soaked garden in full bloom
I woke up shaping in mind future thrills.
July 24, 2021
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sweeping wind song
stalking Romeo sparrow
leafy branches stir
An Invitation from the Bridegroom
Blue was my favorite color until I met you.
Deep in the shadows, I cowered,
immersed in darkened hue,
devoured.
Blinding bright, white is the light you cast into my room.
Freedom from judgment you gave me,
Pious stands the bridegroom,
To save me.
Red as blood, black as pain was the ransom you paid.
You cried, hung, and died sadly,
And washed my sins away,
Gladly.
A joyful rainbow now illuminates my heart.
Thanks to your undying love,
My life canvas becomes art,
from above.
by, Martin Braun
1/29/2018
I am the bride, awaiting the Bridegroom
Whom, am I to deny
I am His lover
I am His prize, embrace me Dear One
with an heavenly kiss
Caress and lift me up
Up, above this worldly mess
You love me so
You come part the skies
Descending unto me... thy Holy Bride
I am the bride, awaiting the Bridegroom
Whom, am I to deny
I am His lover
I am His prize, embrace me Dear One
You love me so
You come part the skies
Descending unto me... thy Holy Bride
1/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
HATED BRIDE LOVED BY THE BRIDEGROOM GOD
If you love me you will show me
That you care heavenly Father
Why bother with us
Who does walk down the aisle
The bride in relationships hated
Where is the groom to come
Where is the one
To end the cause of strife and stop condoning hatred
U’m here to testify
That I realize your real in my life
Oh, Father God you’re the bridegroom
And I am the bride
11/18/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
THE BRIDEGROOM HAS COME FOR HIS BRIDE
You may have lost a loved one
And this person is no longer physically here
Do not despair you're still loved
Angels, God and Jesus Christ care
That person you loved family member friend
Has died and left this world
God had loan them to you
This I thought you've known true
For God the bridegroom has come
Yes, groom has came for His bride
For you see each and everyone of us
Are on loan from the bridegroom God
4/23/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
Oh my God,
My darling
I love you
Father
Jesus my love
Jesus serious and He's coming
Weighting in as His army comes down
I will wait for Him as the blood runs again red water stream
Flowing down the streets wars and rumors of wars that carry on
Red blood and water mix beneath my feet
While yet I'll wait for you in the garden my love
For you are the bridegroom and I'm your Bride
Darling I await thee in the new Garden
3/20/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
"A kiss is a silence that says everything there is to say." Guy Maupassant.
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The Silent Kiss
In the dead stillness of the early morn
When day`s orb is still below the horizon
When the fading full moon faintly lights the sky
And the southerly breeze is smooth and shy
Pearly drops of dews in silence kiss the blooms
As the first soft and silent kiss of a bridegroom.
It is a quiet kiss with glows of grace
On velvet petals as on a silken face
To mark the coming of a bright new day
Make way to bear heat of the sun rays
As flowers dance with the subtle breeze
And dawn`s golden light spills through the tallest trees.
The sweetness of each kiss hangs as tiny stars
Sparkling with shines of light from a realm afar
The lotus, lily and lavender bloom anew
Beaming with the silent kiss of the morning dew
A symphony of sweet scent spreads apace
Nature`s mellifluous perfume in the space.
I sense an approaching doom
A wallowing in loser’s gloom…..
In my dream, a filthy broom,
Offering to serve a filthy tomb
And now facing The Newest Womb
To suffer The Newest Bridegroom
And out of my horrified room
I zoom!
Eighteen hours now and the picture still loom
While simply wounds I lick and fume;
A sweet carnival suspending and an arranged plume.