Miracle 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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A friend's niece was diagnosed with brain cancer and the prognosis is dire*. There is no greater loss than the loss of a loved one;...

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Come to me..
And I will quench.
Umbrella free..
And I will drench. 

Fill your rivers..
Every one.
Morning grass..
I rest upon. 

Cut the rock
In Canyon Grand.
Cool you as
Your skin...

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Drifter

Coming in from nowhere, 
staying only a moment, 
and then moving on. 
Friend, or foe?
Hard to know. 
What to call you...
by name? 

Without family, 
left...

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What is sorrow, when the strong hand of love
     lifts you up and redeems you from despair;
and saves you, then guides...

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We dream of reason 
A dry season
a setting of the western sun
A dark wraith 
a bold hold of hands-on high
A reason for the gun
A black...

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The miracle is restoring
joy.

Sometimes this means bringing back the dead,
Opening the eyes of the blind,
Restoring limbs,
and so on,
but these are just means to a Greater...

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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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A hoodlum, (albeit respectable) in bedlam

whiling away his time playing solitaire...
November second two thousand and twenty
fast approaching the final countdown

With less than twenty four, twenty...

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Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to...

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Glory in the Day

Your bright light...
is beyond beautiful. 
As You are King. 
That means everything, 
that it can and more. 
Beyond my reckoning. 

I long...

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Planning Better

The goal line is high, 
and it will take most of my life, 
to climb to the top. 
That is okay, 
as an objective...

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The Moon
(not made of cheese)

Space "cadet", 
what a wonderful word, 
that means student of the stars. 
I gaze up into the heavens, 
knowing God is...

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Shall These Words Fall, As A Corpse Into A Decadent Grave

Shall these words fall, as a corpse into a decadent grave
ignoble unto the ignorance of...

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Jesus Wept

Just as Mary and Martha lay Lazarus in the tomb
Evaluating the hearts that had broken with gloom
Showing up after his death had already happened
Ushered...

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