Nostalgia Christian Poems

Sunday morning sardines
Sing trademarked sermons
No gain, guitars must be clean
To harken out the predetermined

Donation cards in cursive fonts
A prayer for a new patio to
Crosses finished...

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Selected by the swift sound of hand to shoulder blade,
The bells upon their ankles sounded like seven trumpets
to me. I had been a chosen sheep...

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Who doesn’t dream of escape?
A return to an innocent state 
A journey on the beams of grace —
The Lord is with thee

Who doesn’t yearn for...

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Sunday eventide on the slope of the
fire-hued mountain,
owls take flight from the pine boughs,
I'm sitting by an open window,
peace of writing in the night.

Hunter's moon,...

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An aching sun falls, hesitant
Against the hills who tremble with autumn
Leaves, both gentle and fanatical,
Dancing to the melodies of truth, erasing
All of summer’s golden muse…

Twirling...

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Sunday home bonding
festive midst fellowship bliss
dining as one team
over Dad and Mom’s menu
from luncheon to supper time…

Missing such moments
we still huddle together
though sometimes virtual…
siblings bound...

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Magic silver key,
fits into my silver shoes.
I was now set free,
I now owned many sidewalks.
My new skates were a big thrill.

 

Date Written: 8/4/2022

2 Place

Childhood...

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Time Passing

I can see the wrinkles in the mirror, 
even without my glasses. 
What does that mean? 
They are deep and permanent. 
Youth has fled...

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Up in the morning, the bluebirds were singing,
Then off to church, as the bells were ringing,
A pastel spring bloomed the peach moments away,
And the morning...

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I made you a vow of paradise
Though I knew I could not find the time
To show you how much I cared and treasured
The sincerity of...

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Wearing our tribal skirt
I’m reminded of my grandmother
who has bequeathed me rich distinct cultural heritage.

Adorned with our traditional costume
my heart is pleased, imagining my Lola*,...

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For An Eternity

If it should prevail,
that you might be born today?

May the spirit of your flesh,
Float on the wings of a leaf in the wind
In...

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I reminisce, I miss those days since:
Oblivion can never vanquish cherished childhood memory…
bonding our family together around bounty’s blessings
as Dad and Mom in their acclaimed...

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Never can dreaded oppressive oblivion
Order the blotting out of parents’ legacy poured into
Soul and heart of mine with memories so precious
Testifying faithful fellowship, forever triumphant
Affirming...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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