Best Supper Poems

His disciples dined on fishes
As Jesus heard all their wishes
The die was cast
Judas was last
And had to do all the dishes...

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The Supper Table
by D.A. Brooks

Steam rising, sifting through
   The kitchen air that we once knew.
Collards, peas and sweet iced tea,
   Hoping they'd save some for me.

Sliced tomatoes, juicy red
   Triangle cuts of hot cornbread
The smells from days so long...

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The future, like the wind, I cannot see
yet God has said my days He has ordained
my final breath remains a mystery
through veil of death, a life anew proclaimed.

Caught up into the heavens, I will go
before the throne of God, there I will stand
saved by the...

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LAST SUPPER

Elements of roasted lamb
Cups of wine ,nouveau
Sweet tasting spice nut paste
Eaten,without haste
and digested with 
commands of
love !...

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They sat around the table,
ranging short to tall.
Hands were clasped in silence,
every head was bowed.
The day was drawing to a close 
and as they sat to sup,
their father sat at table head,
his eyes were lifted up.
He searched the tender faces of the children in his...

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It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women.
Joy Harjo her poem Perhaps the World Ends Here

Supper Table

There was a time when the supper
table was a gathering place.
A time when children...

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Bread wine
  Sublime...

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Written by Gail DeBole  
and included in PS: It's Poetry
A PoetrySoup.com anthology published in 2020

Note: Grendel was the monster in the old English Heroic poem titled Beowolf written by an anonymous Anglo-Saxon poet.  John Gardner wrote a related book titled Grendel in the...

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A cup of coffee,
And a moonpie,
A muffin fluffy
I just has to buy,

A cheezy burger,
And homemade fries,
A fizzle squirter,
Got in my eyes,

Mashed potatos,
Steak on rye, 
With tomatoe,
And ice cream pie....

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Have I?
Captured you?
Rapture’d you?
I stare at you
The moon at my back
Wine dripping as blood
Life dripping from your soul
My red hair shines and glows
My Naughty thoughts so sublime
I will devour you
I will make you
Make you be who you are
Make you howl like a wolf in the...

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Faded tempera
Leonardo da Vinci
Jesus was betrayed...

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The Marriage Supper of the Lamb

There was a trumpet that sounded in Heaven
the Marriage Supper of the Lamb has all been set, 
the call is now stronger than ever
surely you don’t want to be left.

The angels in Heaven have been scurrying
more than ever and making...

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The Last Supper of Hope

Grief has exhausted itself
And pain has abandoned the heart;
Emptiness now lives where joy
Once called home.

Our streets have become cisterns
Of blood—death quenching its thirst—
Flashbacks of the belly bowels of slave ships
Flying flags of crosses and crescent moons alike.

Hell remains without fury—never discriminating;
And...

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                                   I long, and wait expectedly, 
    ...

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We monthly meet
To pray and eat 
Once children, small
Now several feet

Some rich, some poor
It matters not
Irrelevance of
What we've got

In worldly stuff
Our wealth not mired
My comrade content
Is love inspired

At table share
Our lives in full
Our seasons vibrant
Sometimes just dull 

To glasses raise
These humans dear
My heart is full
So...

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