Ceremony Poems - Poems about Ceremony

When someone first dies and leaves us, It’s hard to lift that sense of gloom, When their body is no longer with us, But their presence still fills the room. But within our treasured memories, We can recollect their smiling face, For in our heart-of-hearts we know, They are now in a much better place. ...

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Plaque on his teeth Plaque on the wall No plaque in the cow barn ~ or horse’s stall ...

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i invite the freshness of the mountain air to fill my lungs inhale replenish and clear my thoughts as i quietly await the ceremonial rising of the majestic sun posted on April 1, 2025...

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There is a call deep on high It whispers in the darkness and constantly cries It speaks of divided parts entangled but still standing whole An unconquerable timeless love forever aflame between two now lonely souls I was once yours it whispered and you were always mine Simultaneously, we might be separated by the great veil, but we’ll still stand...

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a tender voice recites, muse’s lyrics flow ...

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Dear mask of alabaster, Is writ a song, disaster? I walk about the place, Where I face, Whatever happens after; Arrive, my compass guide, As a star to Northern sky: Be sunrise, or twilight, Let God's palm, Keep calming mine; Grave, enshroud me, Rock of earth, Should I carry, No more worth –...

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There is a sombre silence, as mist veils morning air. A plethora of feathers float among dew drops. A ceremony of birds, heads slumping, soundless and homeless, perch upon rooftops, observing fallen nests, cracked eggs and lifeless nestlings. Arrival of their fate is like paper in a storm. But birds don't ask why, they just spread their wings and fly....

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As she took a flute and sang a bavira song saying," where a needle passes & thread passes there on. when a king dies and a crown prince come on." royal peacocks danced proudly, some folks screaming to motivate  those who were dancing for the new...

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A trip to New Orleans to be married by Bloody Mary The iconic voodoo priestess of the irresistible charm of which she carries A beautiful courtyard is the setting for the big event Seats filled with family friends and from up above spirits sent You could fill the presence of the spirit world in the air A ceremony to be...

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Ice formed in craggy spirals Upside down and billowed on the outstretched arms of a winter dead willow still awaiting Spring’s charm sunlight peered through the glistening frozen crystals as the ice-dripped nature’s tears falling upon the cold gripped ground near the site of memories from yesteryear loved one’s gathered in close circles on the wet crunchy chilled lawns while warm...

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UNCEREMONIOUS CEREMONY Will weaponized with wounded words, Purpose unbound against all odds. She shades shame showing sheer strength in the face of a situation of "Life & Death". Eyes heated and heart blotted rashly, He's hunted, his hands harmonised hastily So tired & soul-tied, settling for life, even when he isn't looking for a wife. Of his escapades, she has had enough. Although no...

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The lightly fizzing mood I've felt all day and fenced within a grin is at odds with the stoppered solemnity of this pompous ceremony I've had to attend and is becoming harder to hold, slowly pressurizing to a giggle and then a laugh, the pending pop held back only by a quarter turn of my thinning top. Another word or two will see...

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Jasmine waving in sun. Fragrant ceremonial tea. NB: Inspired by Suzanne Delaney’s contest and subsequent blog (3-29-2023). This form arose from the oral tradition of “call and response.” In the rhythm of their work and perhaps in the spirit of a game or to relieve boredom, people would call out to each other. The first speaker called...

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Priests order the present body, not the fugitive soul......

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Life is happiness embodied; Happiness evolves from celebration; Celebration presupposes glory; Glory is an epitome of hard work; Hard work is foundation of human life; Encompassing these, Life becomes a FESTIVAL Yeah… Life is a Festival— Rejoice and celebrate Toil and earn Achieve and accomplish— Certainly NOT an Occasion to be elapsed. Every day is ceremonious; Go with a smile and Success is certain....

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