Best Olive Branch Poems
When you think of your last days here on earth
Will you have relationship regrets before you depart
Estranged and alienated from loved ones or friends
Will you leave this world with a heavy heart
Reflecting back on the situation
Does it now seem insignificant and small
Do you wish it had never happened
The details can you even recall
Do you look back on the incident
Think of how silly it now seems
Was in blown out of proportion
Was it taken to extremes
Do you wish you could make it right
Make amends ,clear the slate
Could you still do that
Or is it too late
However, some falling-outs and fueds
Should never be resolved nor changed
The reason to huge or ugly
It is best to remain estranged
Are any of your estrangements resolvable
Do you feel you could be brave and take the chance
To reach out your hand in kindness
To offer an Olive Branch
Jesus turned the other cheek
Now we extend the olive branch
During this special holiday season
Let us make peace
Open our hearts to those who have hurt us in the past
Can we live in Christ’s image?
Or will we decline to pass the peace pipe
Take this challenge
Tear down barriers that separate us
Unblock poets whose words left scars that need to heal
Add more dignity to Poetry Soup
Spread good will to all
As our Savior intended
While we celebrate His birthday
The branch is hanging…waiting for you to accept
*Entry to Audrey's "To Err Is Human, to Forgive Divine"
Merry Christmas to all!
A dove
bringing
hope
to all
A love
to catch you
when you fall
When did we stop
getting each other;
Did my grief
and your grief
Mix into
a thief
Who stole away
in the night
Taking everything
that was right
About you and me
The way we could
see and feel
My mind says
it was real.
Don't fail me
with rejection
again
Dejection
like rain
Just one more
one more
sandwich
Make it ham,
For the picnic.
Specious logic, serpentine manoeuvres, designed to disorient heart and mind, with a view to securing a psychological advantage are seen through by centred presence, which yet humorously indulges the play underway awhile, that the adversary’s eventual sense of triumph be not mitigated by discordant rejoinders proposed by lower mind, having recognised that ephemeral waves of the ocean rise and subside in time as ordained, melding with the vastness.
performing our role
as dreams within dreams unfold ~
let us smile awhile
01-December-2022
Pretentious are those
Positioning themselves when
Peace unviable
Anti-howling receives the
deserter. There was a mass
breast-beating without
any noise.
The pugnacious jaw
drops. Shows a frail
sensitivity to tormented
values –
of invisible mirrors, shutting
down the wolf’s face. An
ancient spider jumps
on your bronzed ego.
A transsexual walks on
the ramp to defend her territory.
Cucumbers would jump to
conceive the obnoxious yawning.
Satish Verma
I crawled beyond
the calm tranquil
findings of deaths era
beckoning my soul
throughout the cravings
of life's scores
a sudden awakening naught
written by Mrs. Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
His Last Olive Branch Went Up In Flames
he threw the last olive branch into the fire
watching with tears as the symbols, aflame
as the last embers of reconcile with her expire
into ashes of lost hope he knew he was to blame
he could love her till the day he dies, he does
but he knows the tree now is barren of olive branches
with her, as she sees into his sad eyes somebody else's
breaking his heart to see her sidestep to another's dances
he cries at what he had and doesn't have now
like the wind, her, blowing into him, as the sea
cascading waves, exploding into whitecaps that endow
her, as she rides his back onto the sandy beach only to flee
he sadly watched her become smaller in the distance
running, yet looking back at him, mocking his life
yelling words of sadness to him ... of no other chances
yet shaken he didn't want to believe he wanted her as his wife
his broken heart, on a slippery slope, now shrugs
of lost nights with her, lost words, time, coffee and no hugs
connie pachecho
2/8/2017
Open a door but go slow,
listen I’ve been through enough;
Inviting yourself when you screwed up;
Victim of your inability to see
everything you did from the beginning;
Branches must be extended gently;
Revolving doors go nowhere fast
always on the tail of words
nothing substantial standing behind them;
Culled by a flimsy olive branch;
Here we go again.
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above *** d o I see
olive branch in one hand
weapon in the other
hoping for peace with his brother
eager to open his heart
stepping with caution
lest a new war he start
ancestors who precede him
sons who succeed him
raised midst outbursts of fire
triggered by scoundrels and liars...
visions nightly torment his wife
~ grasp tight the olive branch of life
Your mischievous gaze
your dark brown eyes, not as shiny as they should be
tell a very sad tale
straight from your heart
I offered you an
Olive branch...
Being with your broken
soul, whilst trying
to repair my own
was just hurting us more