Judas Poems

Judas

It was not the curse that made him leave,
but the silence in the eyes of the Beloved.
There, in the moment when the wine turned too red,
and the bread lost the taste of forgiveness,
Judas understood that God
cannot be bought

but can be sold.

Thirty pieces of silver,
heavy as a mother’s silence after her son’s death,
cold as the hand

The Child of Perdition lyrics

Ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah-ah

Doom, accursed echos held in a miasmic gloom
Suffering and hatred, the vendetta against light
For mortals, war of heaven and hell eternal fight  
Mirrors mask, broken oath
Spectral unfathomable sweeping storm of despair
Substitute love, seditiously sordid affair
Sea of plague, swell of bodies
Past days gone, beautiful and fair
Cry for help, why even care?  

Poe-naaaaah

Jesus And Judas

Unlike Adam, Satan was not made from clay
One day, he chose to go his own way

He appeared to Judas with very little to say
Not even to say, 'Hey'

Nor did he come to play
Not even for a day

He did not come to pray
But only to create disarray

Could  Judas have said. 'Nay'?
Or was it too cloudy

POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS

POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS

Of Seabound Saints and Promised Lands
by Michael R. Burch 

Judas sat on a wretched rock,
his head still sore from Satan’s gnawing.
Saint Brendan’s curragh caught his eye,
wildly geeing and hawing.

"I’m on parole from Hell today!,"
Pale Judas cried from his lonely perch.
"You’ve fasted forty days, good Saint!
Let this rock by my church,
my baptismal,

Judas Rosetta Stone

   An anti-resolvent-fume-
of-infest-chokes-out-integral-yield of humanity. 
Thick as molasses, blackstrap morass of emnity.

Blight is apathy, and apathy is blight. 
A Void, a claim farming the abyss. 
Marketing it's lie, on sale. 
Though it has a monopoly. 
PolyEntropy.

In the garden of life; an empty field of dreams, 
lays unintended on its side, 
untended save for

Judas Has Fallen

His trust was betrayed

We followed dismayed

It's not surprising

Judas is rising

Now nailed on a cross

His death was our loss

There's no disguising

Judas is rising

In shame there he stands

With blood on his hands

Justice is calling

Judas is falling

Judas

Betrayal's kiss was liquidly subtle, wet with firm
intuition
It's knowing lips soft & unassuming exuded
an aura of lust
Full of temptation it beckoned me portraying
illusions of trust,
but behind the mask were sharp teeth seeking
bloody incisions
The intimacy came with bad intentions closely
guarding its actions,
but being adjacent afforded insight into its 
deadliest passions
My reaction were firewalls to be erected

Co-Exist

Faceless head of coal
Below him arms swing legs steam
Over the apex of a highway bridge

The spooky figure
Cross-country skis on the concrete
Glides right to left across the frost of my windshield

Aura of sky behind this silhouette
An April rust under the rain of sunrise

I approach closer
Hope
Its face will unveil the diamonds of another person

To see its eyes

The Birth of Judas

I looked back to when time had its first bloodstain, 
Before the ringing of the first bell; 
When grace was pouring like rain; 
When envy first unleashed its spell; 
And Cain murdered his brother Abel.

It was a time remembered so well, 
The wickedness of man unleashed the first hell; 
Even the healing effects of time

Passover

I've called you here to break with me this bread,
to drink sweet wine and eat of peppered cod
None here a servant, each a friend, instead

Find on this board the boundless love of God
Come! Sit beside me now and eat thy fill, 
while I wash from thy feet the earth you've trod

Though most here are intended

Death and Life

I
She said, "I had no time for death:
Why did Creation give me lungs - two?"
I wonder about immortality, do you?
Yet I ponder, how quickly we wish for death
At 122, we outlive family, stare at lying TV?

II
I have died a hundred times
Without folly or courage to take my life
Do thoughts of suicide come with strife?
I am

Maundy Money and Foot Washing

I
The Last Supper and Intimacy with Jesus
His humility in foot-washing, even of Judas
The Pope still does that for ordinary 12
Like communion for other few Protestants
But largely ignored for Friday and Sunday
What and why, Thursday as "Maundy"?

II
Maundy as in Commandment, from the LORD
As he set the example, before His arrest
Betrayed by Judas and my sins (John

My Judas

when my thoughts trail down
those wooded paths we tread, i wonder
what there was to see in you
other than the beauty of any beast
wisdom dictates never befriend physical attraction
nothing is expected of friendship
other than the love it is
analysis, fools rush in, live, and learn
you saw in me a kindness to your needs
someone on whom you could

Judas' Deadly Night

The wind blew constantly,
Judas felt cold, cold outside, cold inside.
He had betrayed his love.
Could he make atonement?
Show some self respect?
Will love find out
how deep his guilt was?
Must he despair?
He was truly lost. 
He sat down against an olive tree
A rotten fruit fell.
His despair increased.


The Bible never mentioned what fruit Adam and Eve ate.  Certainly

In the Blood of Eternal Power

In the Blood of Eternal Power
David J Walker

Judas 
	Who would sell
His savior 
For silver

Nicodemus 
	Who would
Find rebirth 
In the earth and
	A river

And me 
	I spend 
my time 
In the flow of 
A shower 

	Hour by hour
Cleaned of sin
The world let in
In the blood of
	Eternal power

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