Heresies Poems - Poems about Heresies

Various Heresies 12 God Had a Plan by Michael R. Burch God had a plan though it was hardly “divine.” He created a terror: Frankenstein. He blamed death on man: was that part of the plan so hard to define, or did he just cut his losses? Now sleepless he tosses hearing the screams, the wild anger and fear of men in despair. "Just disappear!," he cries to himself on...

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Various Heresies 11 The beauty of the flower fades, its petals wither to charades... —Michael R. Burch the U-turn poem by michael r. burch Life so defaulty, Life so unfair, why do wee prize U, what do U care? LORD who lets unborns drown in a flood, CELESTIAL ABORTIONIST, r U sure Ur understood? Hellion by michael r. burch cold as stone, cold to the bone, so cold inside even icebergs moan, such is...

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Various Heresies 10 God to Man, Contra Bataan by Michael R. Burch Earth, what-d’ya make of global warming? Perth is endangered, the high seas storming. Now all my creatures, from maggot to man Know how it felt on the march to Bataan. The Less-Than-Divine Results of My Prayers to be Saved from Televangelists by Michael R. Burch I’m old, no longer bold, just cold, and (truth be...

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Various Heresies 9 Post-Nashville Covenant by Michael R. Burch We love our God. We love our guns. We despise the weak. Don’t call us Huns! We love our kids. We love our schools. We love our guns. Don’t call us fools! We pledge ourselves to the strong defense of the Constitution and our Mensch. Once re-elected, Trump will rule with God and guns and safer schools. Wonderworks by Michael R. Burch History’s mysteries abound & astound, found (profound) the whole earth ’round, even...

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Various Heresies 8 These are heretical poems with heresies about the bible, god, jesus christ and christianity. Red State Religion Rejection Slip by Michael R. Burch I’d like to believe in your LORD but I really can’t risk it when his world is as badly composed as a half-baked biscuit. Evil Cabal by Michael R. Burch those who do Evil do not know why what they...

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Pagans Protest the Intolerance of Christianity by Michael R. Burch “We have a common sky.” — Quintus Aurelius Symmachus We had a common sky before the Christians came. We thought there might be gods but did not know their names. The common stars above us? They winked, and would not tell. Yet now our fellow mortals claim our questions merit hell! The cause of our damnation? They...

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Various Heresies 6 Altared Spots by Michael R. Burch The mother leopard buries her cub, then cries three nights for his bones to rise clad in new flesh, to celebrate the sunrise. Good mother leopard, pensive thought and fiercest love’s wild insurrection yield no certainty of a resurrection. Man’s tried them both, has added tears, chants, dances, drugs, séances, tombs’ white alabaster prayer-rooms, wombs where dead men’s...

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Various Heresies 5 Tonight, Let's Remember by Michael R. Burch July 7,2007 (7-7-7) Tonight, let's remember the fond ways our fingers engendered new methods to praise the gray at my temples, your thinning hair. Tonight, let's remember, and let us draw near... Tonight, let's remember, as mortals do, how cutely we chortled when work was through, society sated, all gods put to rest, and you in...

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Various Heresies 4 I, Lazarus by Michael R. Burch I, Lazarus, without a heart, devoid of blood and spiritless, lay in the darkness, meritless: my corpse?a thing cold, dead, apart. But then I thought I heard?a Voice, a Voice that called me from afar. And so I stood and laughed, bizarre: a thing embalmed, made to rejoice! I ran ungainly-legged to see who spoke my name, and...

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Various Heresies 3 Breakings by Michael R. Burch I did it out of pity. I did it out of love. I did it not to break the heart of a tender, wounded dove. But gods without compassion ordained: Frail things must break! Now what can I do for her shattered psyche's sake? I did it not to push. I did it not to shove. I did...

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Various Heresies 2 You by Michael R. Burch For thirty years You have not spoken to me; I heard the dull hollow echo of silence as though strange communion between us. For thirty years You would not open to me; You remained closed, hard and tense, like a clenched fist. For thirty years You have not broken me with Your alien ways and Your distance. Like...

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If God is good half the Bible is libel. -Michael R. Burch * Willy Nilly Michael R. Burch Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly? You made the stallion, you made the filly and now they sleep in the dark earth, stilly. Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly? Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly? You forced them to run all their days uphilly. They ran till they dropped— life’s a pickle, dilly. Isn’t it silly, Willy Nilly? Isn’t it...

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There existed… A Second to look beyond days and nights, two of its kind saw years keeping them apart. Puritanical until the very moment, wasn’t it? There existed… Times when kids played with one another, no one let them have a second chance. Everyone is bound to grow, Weren’t they? There exists… Wetness beneath the slab all day, seldom does the icing know about...

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