Cross Poems - Poems about Cross

...Gaze into the battling fire - a whisper in savage red, And into the clouds that travel at the blind and cyclic wind's behest. When the murmur within starts to weave its frail thread, Calmly, let y......Read the rest...

...The last best hope, the redneck pope the hicks are counting on, won’t need his travel kit when he’s on Ricker’s Island. Gavel it! He orders bedroom windows made of bricks: aspires to nothing high......Read the rest...

... Touched by the sun warmth is around, touched by your presence, my heart wants to discover... Tears slipping from my face when you are far, wide smiles cross my life when you are ......Read the rest...

...old time religion knee slapping hand clapping songs the old rugged cross when the saints came marching in the best kind of praise indeed......Read the rest...

...Hills & Crosses I hung myself on a cross To atone for my works An attempt on my soul To rid him off of his unwholesomeness To cut off the tree of transgressions, I continously ate of its f......Read the rest...

...The poor, as though dogs abandoned by masters, suffered pain. Hungry, thirsty, and sickly, they existed like rats in drought The cognitive compass gone, they felt a drain on their brain. You're bl......Read the rest...

...You have time still, to escape with your essentials. I only know one spider. It will crawl to you slowly, as a million-dollar snail might. He has made an apartment where the ceiling an......Read the rest...

...You don't seem to understand The truth I clutch in my hands I never wanted to hurt you I just wanted to show my virtue It's the only thing I can do I'm on my floor laying dead My heart knows ......Read the rest...

...That time when Jesus walked among men has long passed, only faint images remain; and the curious crowds followed Him everywhere: they heard a wisdom from the mouth of dare! Herod was a savage: ......Read the rest...

...Is Mc'quarie bank loosing the plot? as it dreams gray digits And attempts in fact a blot.! To remove the lifelines of cheuqe and cash, that bedrock.' Australia this is like a sneak attack smash grab......Read the rest...

...Burned achingly bright, burned down My heart burns out no more I now listen I accept the terms of use of my life They are not fair…of course If I stop protesting long enough though… Do I see th......Read the rest...

...I sit beside myself and think, And try to evaluate my life; Yes, my life that is blotted with ink My life of which evaluation would cause strife. A strife between the living and the dead, Betw......Read the rest...

... I went for my early morning run, just me and my young son. It was to be a lot of fun, then home for a hot cross bun. We waved to Mary's grandson, <>...Read the rest...

...We press on, bound to yesterday, dragging chains through time’s tight whirlwind, The prisoner is not the one who has erred, but the one haunted by their mistakes. We are all guilty of the great cri......Read the rest...

...If you’ve read any of my delicious, hand-crafted vignettes and listened to us talk, you’ll know that my roommates and I are critical thinking swifties who spend hour after hour talking about anything......Read the rest...