Best Coptic Poems
Red Sky Over CairoA lifetime of waiting, stacks of National
Geographic half as tall as me, piled on
every step. A girl with nothing to do but dream.
The yellow-black jackets buzzed, I flowered
as I turned the pages. The relics of Tutankhamun
fascinated: gold, turquoise, lapis and the slaves
in mud-brick houses they...
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Categories:
coptic, anxiety, fear, travel,
Form:
Free verse
Above EverythingAbove racism, nepotism, communism, sexism,
ambition, pollution, domination, seclusion,
God reigns!
Way above segregation, self-promotion,
physical illumination, elevation,
apartheid, genocide, cyanide, religious pride
God abides!
Floating above Coptic, Catholic politics,
toxic doctrine, elitist foolishness,
putrid imaginings,
God in His Omnipotent Majesty reigns!...
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Categories:
coptic, devotion,
Form:
Tail-rhyme
JanuaryJanuary
Journey into the New Year named after Janus,
the god of beginnings and transitions.
Another year of New Year’s
celebration and resolutions
of new beginnings,
putting the past behind us,
and going forward into the future.
Under the Wolf Moon,
also known as the Cold,...
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Categories:
coptic, january,
Form:
Acrostic
Formicalunatic tile underneath a formica god.
he cracks at the edges.
synthetic delirium..
coptic nerve....
in his head plastic can be holy
.in his head
he bends but never breaks...
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Categories:
coptic, absence,
Form:
Chastushka
Ancient ReveriesEach day, a red sun arises from the emerald river,
In the acrobatic leap in the dark with watermelon smell.
In the evening, the pale moon it is dressed up in silver
By a dervish who changes it in a dome where he`ll dwell,
As prisoner...
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Categories:
coptic, peace,
Form:
Imagism
Ancient ReveriesEach day, a red sun arises from the emerald river,
In the acrobatic leap in the dark with watermelon smell.
In the evening, the pale moon it is dressed up in silver
By a dervish who changes it in a dome where he`ll dwell,
As prisoner of...
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Categories:
coptic, africa, writing,
Form:
Imagism
Where Is God's KingdomSome say that God’s kingdom is in the sky, or in the sea
The birds would reach the sky before you, the small fish would have found it
The kingdom is in us and outside us, we’re children of its king
A poem based on a translation...
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Categories:
coptic, bird, children, fish, imagery,
Form:
Sijo
History of the Holy BibleThe Holy Bible is an ancient collection
Of 66 books comprised
Thirty-nine books mainly in Hebrew
The OT, by the Jewish people still prized.
The NT books were letters
Written in the Greek language.
The first five books were written by Moses,
Who out of Egypt conducted Israel’s passage.
Around 450 BC, the...
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Categories:
coptic, religion, books, bible, bible,
Form:
Narrative
The Hate MachineThe Hate Machine
The tail of a bird the bone of a man;
Warm red Blood upon the sand.
A hooded figure, a Nazi Cross.
Was there ever a man who could count the cost.
Of the Hate Machine.
A starving refugee, a child in pain.
A soldier dead in the driving...
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Categories:
coptic, allegory, angst, anxiety, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Luke's PurposeLuke’s Purpose
Luke 1:1-4
Luke: “Many people have applied themselves,
to the task of compiling an account of the events,
that have been fulfilled among us [the shelves].
They used what the original eyewitnesses [gents] -
And servants of the word handed down to us.
3 Now, after having investigated everything,
carefully from...
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Categories:
coptic, angst, atheist, christmas, history,
Form:
Quatrain
Saint HarifIn humor hides wisdom
In sadness hides Coptic truth
Empathy can hold all of the world’s treasures
Compassion the vessel of which to drink it plenty
Righteousness is not being right
Olive branches know this plight
A man without a smile
Is a desert without a mirage
Walk along the road of the...
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Categories:
coptic, angel, creation, deep, humanity,
Form:
Couplet
The CrossThe Cross
It six o`clock Sunday early evening she is in
the church that looks Coptic, the sun lit up
the cross on the top and the roof looks rosé.
A Morocco radio station plays Arabic music
this is quite fitting now that they have been
targeted by...
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Categories:
coptic, blue, bullying,
Form:
Sonnet
Light of Truth VIgnorance and darkness my Lord Your light of truth tried to extinguish but to no avail!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 April 2017
* At least 45 people were killed and dozens injured on Palm Sunday bombings at two Coptic churches in...
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Categories:
coptic, christian, god, love,
Form:
Monoku
Of Salt and Orangesa grandfather clock in the corner of the
room turns its grayhead and sounds.
it is the hour of salt... it is the hour of aged reason.
and i have lost all affection for the sweet naval of
oranges, which clamor one on top...
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Categories:
coptic,
Form:
Categories:
coptic, christian, hate, violence,
Form:
Lanterne