Best Resurrected Poems

I am the someone in no one
I am the beginning and the end
I am the alpha and omega
I am your true best friend

I am not here nor there
I am that I am
I am the son of my father
I am the lion I am the lamb

I...

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During a solitary December blizzard in a Himalayan monastery-- a storyteller's humming enchants me. A distant moonlit snowflake blazes melodious stories, with no listeners, sprinkling rhythms in universe only for pilgrims seeking them. Faith lights up my immortal muse.

Under gleaming snow
flames of my muse resurrect;
survive...

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So close to death in Winter's cold embrace
Within a frozen dream I lie below
A pristine eiderdown of  fallen snow
Where ice has formed in patterns of white lace
That hold me  now suspended in this place
Until again I hear the water flow
When dawn is broken...

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When hunchbacked skulls drip of shrapnel stains
Of raked life quilted with torn-out noises, 
Watery clay defrosts past maimed pains 
As silk skies reap a smudge of roses  

Of raked life quilted with torn-out noises
How shells tremble to resurrect flesh,  
As silk skies reap...

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Resurrected Son, Jesus Christ, my Lord*
Earnestly brightens scriptural Easter...
Saviour rose from crucifixion's burial
Uplifting redemption's glorious radiance
Reviving me with eternal life's glow
Rejuvenating my soul midst truth-light
Empowering for joyous worship's praise
Creating in me grateful servant-heart
Triumphing over my sin and guilt's sting
Enabling me for faithful stewardship
Driving my reaching-out...

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Losing you, rescued my spirit. 
Like a Phoenix rising from ashes,
I caught fire from all the second chances.
I spread my wings and fly
A mystic flight of oblivion 
and only lingering embers of saudade....

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The signs of passion are poker faced.

I spend my nights in deathly ardor

Digging deep into the muffled dreams

That cry for forgiveness..

I take a puff of the cigar,

And pant quietly, with tears in my eyes

The sullen kisses and the fake good-byes…



The roses dried with my breath,

I...

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RESURRECTED FROM THE BLOOD

I had quite a sinful life, of it I’m oft ashamed,
And I often tried my very best so many things to blame.
Not a father close to me, or things that folks would say,
Friends who came along in life to help me on...

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RESURRECTION OF A HEROE:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
CHORUS:
Far from comparison, far from fear.
Failure part of the journey; shed no tears.
Man...do... the best you can do.
Talents in your hand's only for you. 
No body cares...what you goes through;
When you succeed, people comes to you.
But...when... it's opposite,
That's...

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Enclosed 
in eggshell
darkness
trembles 
the earth 
aghast
mouth of rocks 
cracked sighing
veil of temple 
ripped up
tempest of fear
has scattered
wavering faith 
of disciples
few  
by the cross 
stayed crying
with Mary
His Virgin 
our mother 
torching flames 
in dry fields
demons 
dancing in glee
with screeches 
and howls
claim victory  
over Christ
Who...

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Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected
by Michael R. Burch

Athena takes me
sometimes by the hand

and we go levitating
through strange Dreamlands

where Apollo sleeps
in his dark forgetting

and Passion seems
like a wise bloodletting

and all I remember
upon awaking

is: to Love sometimes
is like forsaking

one’s Being—to drift
heroically beyond thought,

forsaking the here
for the There...

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was so upset and mixed up
    the web of emotions so complex
        my heart sobbed and tears dried
          my mind numbed and pretty well froze
 ...

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"Jesus wept"
The smallest verse in the Bible
"Jesus wept"
knowing he would die

Jesus longed for their support
yet his disciples slept
Jesus knew the future
You will deny me

Three times before the roster crows
Jesus went to his death 
knowing he would die
Gods will be done

God incarnate 
willing to suffer 
for...

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In depth, in graves of memory

                               I brought my rose of peace

   ...

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A kitten
Living in a discarded box
November
grease covers his pink paws.
Under my sister's deck.

I stood shivering
on the permafrost.

So thin
fur matted from the dirt
Remember
a bus ride home.
hiding under my coat....

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