Seasons Easter Poems

The arctic poppy 
stretched into existence 
rooted on a rock
surrounded by ice
it unfurled
its lemon cream petals 
in an open embrace
with the sun
the small meek flower
filled...

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Leaves longing on settled limbs, tongues of green
savoring sweetened rays of saffron Sun,
claim this crowning hall a new day to be.
Mother's morning prayers hath long...

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Easter time for so many is real fun
well so many think that's so
the real true meaning has got lost
among the choc eggs on the show

To...

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"And he (Jesus) said to them.  Be not afraid.  You seek Jesus
who was crucified: he is risen; he is not...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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A real disgrace to the sacred season,
Could someone give me a reason?
Why is all I see eggs in pastel?
Baskets, candy, bunnies, as well.

Jesus made the...

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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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Just for you
Easter Bunny I drew
Lovely multi-colored
Laughing faces, one after another
Yellow sun with orange rays

Blue, red and green stage
Every color of the spectrum seen
And my...

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Quiet please dulcet winter’s wind clatter
Let sun shine, snows melt to lace, crocus be.
No howls, blinding blizzards, hail shatter,
Let land seep water and lake birds...

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Each Wednesday evening, we eat soup and bread.
A simple meal like one our Savior ate,
Supping with dear and closest, trusted friends,
Taking the food to meet...

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It’s been a dancing week
It’s been my dancing streak
Tunes tumble out: death, cross, Resurrection
The Word confirms God planned Restoration...

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Another year has gone by
There's not a day that I don't cry,

I miss you daddy and sister Cheryl everyday
I have learned to accept that the...

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Let's imagine that you are, 
like Buckminster Fuller, 
karmically absorbed with Unitarian genes,
were there such a thing,
which of course there are not,
but perhaps something like...

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I heard from our Tree today.
He and She were both
barely speaking to me
forgetting Her root system
all tangled up with Historied trunk of convexly hierarchical
branches of...

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The path of Spring

I have desired to tour the path of Spring,
  Not for any love aside love of my broods.
 Call me selfish,...

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