Hope Grave Poems

Jesus was dead
There was no hope
Disciples' dread
How could they cope? 
Christ crucified
It was all o'er
Crowd stupefied
Death they deplore
Messiah killed
What more was left? 
Dreams unfulfilled
All felt...

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Is the ship
still in its bottle..

Have your lips 
become dry,
tired from yearning.
Do you still wear 
my sage shirt.

Are you still crying,
are all those tears for...

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                    Love and Loss

Ghosts of missed...

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Strong suspicion a 2024 presidential win...

for the trumpeting don
spells loss for democracy
after inauguration day
witnesses his swearing-in
nepotism will run rampant
lawlessness the name of the game
of thrones...

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This Biblical commentator and Ambassador for Christ is quite serious whenever
I stated:  "Just because you are born again, doesn't give you the license to...

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Arising in softest sapphire,
Shimmery as the night,
Inviting silence to release her,
Tears flowing, thick and sincere,
Breaking through melancholy,
Trembling with dark dread,
Erasing all the soul’s vivacity –
Erasing...

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You fell on earth,
sinner!
you shall meet your demise.
No God will pity you,
your vessels shall wreck
through your body.
Agony is your punishment,
foe of your happiness. 

You pious...

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Through the chaotic screams, echoing fear,
Trembling tears erasing the memories,
Moments, softly shadowed by soundless yearnings …
Soon, we shall be leaving this world, this life,
Leaving for...

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snow covered gravestone
monument to lost childhood
cold harsh memories
abandoned hope, love and dreams
never a Christmas blanket
...

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Where have you gone?
tomorrow is too long,
all my tears were wronged.

I waited for you to come,
so many things, 
needed to be un-done.

Time slipped into eternity,
my...

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Sometimes I’ve wondered – and, yes
I’ve pondered,
Wondering about my Grandpa’s lessons…
He was sometimes so kind, others – so wise,
Yet, whenever I think back, my memory...

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To whom it may concern,
For time will surely tell,
I write to my loved ones
To say that I am well.

I scarcely can recall
A time more I...

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under the lych-gate shall I pass
before the wait in holding hands
for the robed man of God to steer
me to my resting days

and shall I then...

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Some people – unpopular in stature – 
   Slip away into death unnoticed 
Softer than a falling feather
   That little earns...

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