Holy Communion Poems - Poems about Holy Communion

...There was headspace for thinking, but the roof sagged low, it restricted imagination. Rooms stacked on rooms, all boxed in. The only way to hear any other part of himself was to drill holes,......Read the rest...

...The fruit juice drips momentarily beneath the alter filling the crevices and corner, while the sound of impatient traffic rolls down the street honking horns and disrupting the peace. A strange sound......Read the rest...

...Lilies of lucent light, single file walking along the cloudless pathway of the songbirds' garden kingdom. How fair the child lilies, a gathering of the guiltless, in snow-white First Holy Co......Read the rest...

...She's thirty-three, single, her Mom babysits her five year old son. She reassures herself it's just two more hours, then it's the blessed weekend. Which means delicious sleep. She has no nest ......Read the rest...

...The Conditions of Living Stark organisations of my observations Respond to beauty with pure elation Instead of chronic devastation Process the abject consternation From contrived over-satur......Read the rest...

...A vicar once said to a nun Why don’t you and me have some fun She yawned and said, “Look, I’ve got the good book, So, just let me know when you're done.” * 19 May 2023 Con......Read the rest...

...Time for Holy Communion and chalice Not one for Methuselah-old malice; You ought to have dumped it at church entrance To sought redemption give the fullest chance; Holy Communion with spiritual p......Read the rest...

...I. Come my son, sit Join this party in a remembrance feast Take part in our holy communion Come, take part in our joyful tears of merry union Sit with us and speak as one mouthpiece of the spi......Read the rest...

...And I quote" Just for laughs" end of quote. Laughter is medicine to your soul: Imagine taking a village girl to the hotel and in the morning, you find her sweeping the all hotel ground. When I ......Read the rest...

... I remember being in my crib, hugging a soft Teddy Bear. I remember, my Mother, so young, reading poetry to me. I remember being a wee girl, dancing, in front ot a tall mirror. I re......Read the rest...

...Because of mosque kettles, Mama stay because Grammar loves you, I will sell for a billion trillion dealion peppers Tricked for a thousand years, Ask Babangida or Buhari, They dine at the thro......Read the rest...

...Brilliant, grandiloquent, magnificent, trenchant... albeit modest word zealot Writing prompts burst asunder snap, crackle, and sweet Mary poppin within me scrambled noggin witnessing yours tru......Read the rest...

...On entering the confessional we should kneel, make the sign of the Cross and say to the priest, Bless me Father; then add I confess to Almighty God and to you Father, that I have sinned The first ......Read the rest...

...This is what happens when blade meets flesh? When your insides breathe more air than you... Lately I've lost muse to write, love to praise and words of hope, Instead my pen is but a riotous menace......Read the rest...

...Son! You shall bear `Dominion` The Best of Names ``if you asked my opinion For loudly announcing Christ’s Religion, Besides being militarily overwhelming-A legion Never, therefore, to be sliced......Read the rest...