Long Easter Poems
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To him who passed through fire and death
The strain of nails and lashes
The bruises in the heart
The neglect and gloom
The shattered spirit
The thorns and thistles
To him who went down the hade and hell
To remove the venom of death and hell
To break the captor’s head asunder
With mattock of authority
And held captive hell and its host
The captor
Infected the victim with disobedience
And a bite of death of sorrow and pains
Sharing death among helpless children
As the fear of death gripped my sinful soul
I lost my light, I lost my freedom,
I lost my all
To him
Who in humility borne my transgression
Who in obedience borne my disobedience
My shame, my pain, my suffering, my death
And won for me, victory
With his costly blood
Declaring me a winner
In the fight I couldn’t have won
To him be glory and honour
Forever and ever, amen
CROSS
Sign of
Jesus Christ
His deep passion,
Grace and sacrifice
To make us see His light
After His death, rose to life!
Risen Lord, Son of the Father
You are our Savior, our Redeemer
Your Spirit dwells among us forever!
March 4, 2015 11.50 pm
By Leonora G.
(- a try of etheree)
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HOLY TRINITY
(rhyme)
VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV
\ ************ /
\ *********** /
Jesus shows Himself, His full Glory
In three persons - The Holy Trinity
A triangular form like my poem, Etheree
In His sides, angles and words, He kept us lovingly
Holy Trinity is said when making a sign of the cross
In the name of God the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost
For He saved all mankind from darkness of sins without a cost
To light our path forever… in Him, we will never get lost.
March 4, 2015 11.50pm
By Leonora G.
-A Blessed Lenten and Easter Season to all of you my very dear poet friends! May God bless us all! Biggest hugs!
Born into this world as a humble, helpless Babe
Christ increased in wisdom and stature
Grew up in favour with both God and man
Baptised publicly by John the Baptist
Tempted by the devil, but overcame him
Preached the gospel of the kingdom of God
Befriended the publicans and the sinners
Turned the water into wine, did miracles
Cast out demons, healed all kinds of diseases
Backed up twelve fishermen as His disciples
Taught them, led them, and washed their feet
Spent three and a half years moulding them
Broken, He prayed in the garden of Gethsemane
His sweat as blood, such spiritual agony
Ready to do the will of God and drink the cup
Beaten and scourged on the way to Calvary
A crown of thorns placed upon His head
Spat upon, mocked, and smote by the soldiers
Bruised, He was crucified on the cruel Cross
He hung there with no form nor comeliness
Reviled by passers-by wagging their heads
Bereft and forsaken by His own Father
Carrying the sins of the entire world
He suffered and bled, but forgave and loved
Beseeching His Heavenly Father to receive His Spirit
Lord Jesus Christ gave up his ghost on the Cross
And the veil of the temple was torn from top to bottom
Buried in a new rock sepulchre, the stone was rolled
The tomb was sealed and the watch was set
But on the third day, as prophesied, our Lord rose up
Behold, there was a great earthquake
The angel of the Lord descended from heaven
And rolled back the stone and sat upon it
Bewildered, the women heard him saying,
“Fear not, ye seek Jesus who was crucified,
He is not here, for He is risen, come see where they laid Him”
Brutal death could not chain our Lord,
He overcame it and appeared to His disciples
And was carried up into heaven
Believe on the Lord Jesus, He was crucified for our sins,
But He resurrected from the dead, never to die again
Now He sits on the right hand of God, interceding for our sins
Beloved, He will come back one day
Not as the Lamb, but as the Lion
To take His loved ones unto Himself
Before it is too late, accept Him into your heart
You will enjoy peace, love and joy, which this world can’t offer
Repent, believe and rejoice for the Lord Jesus Christ is alive.
9th April, 2022
For Regina McIntosh's "Easter" contest
Father Christ rose from the dead
Glorious and immortal
On Easter Sunday
The 3rd day after His death
Father Christ ascended
Body and Soul
Into heaven on Ascension day
40 days after His Resurrection
We say that Father Christ sits at the right hand of Eternal God
The Eternal Father Almighty
We mean that our Divine Lord as Eternal God is equal to the Eternal Father
And that as man He has the highest place in Heaven
Next to Eternal God
When we say that Father Christ “sits at the right hand of Eternal God
We do not mean that He is in Heaven doing nothing
From Heaven Father Christ rule over all men
He is our King
We celebrate the feast of Father Christ the King on the last Sunday of October
When we say that Father Christ will come from from that place to judge the living
And the dead
We mean that on the last day
Our Divine Lord will come to judge everyone who has ever lived in this world
The last Day for which the Church is waiting and praying
It will be a glorious day for all who love Father Christ
Our Divine Lord will destroy all the enemies of His sheep
And lead His loved ones with Him to His Eternal Father in Heaven
The doctors did everything they could to save you but it wasn't a success.
I knew you were dead when I saw you lying on the hospital bed motionless.
When the nurse examined you, she confirmed that you were gone.
I knew life would never be the same and it would be hard to go on.
You were buried with a stuffed Easter Bunny and a card that I bought for you.
When they lowered you into the ground, saying goodbye was hard to do.
You died on a Wednesday which was your least favorite day.
It has been six years since the date when you passed away.
This year, the anniversary of your death has landed on Wednesday.
You despised that day of the week and your death made my life gray.
When you were in the hospital, you were also visited by your niece.
You were the greatest mother on the planet, may you Rest in Peace.
[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]
Our hearts one with Yours with brothers' accord,
we have common foes whose downfall is due.
April honors your resurrection, Lord.
Help us abandon idols we adored
as we pledged our full allegiance to You,
our hearts one with Yours with brothers' accord.
Guide me, dear Savior, as I read your Word;
show me your insight as drawbacks accrue.
April honors your resurrection, Lord.
Broken promises You've always abhorred;
my own brittle faith I hereby renew,
our hearts one with Yours with brothers' accord.
Audacious lying no longer ignored,
God, let this Christian convey what is true.
April honors your resurrection, Lord.
Jesus, your fellowship brings rich reward
when we surrender a selfish world view.
Our hearts one with Yours with brothers' accord;
April honors your resurrection, Lord.
July 12, 2020
Sotto Poet, contest: Springtime Villanelle
There I was, a lonely soul, lollin' on a Bermuda beach soakin' up the sun,
Where the sand is pink and the rum swizzles will never be outdone!
Where college goils from New Joisey and New Yawk flock to each Easter,
To frolic on the beaches, find romance and display their comely keister!
From across the way I espied this beauty strollin' along the shore.
I mused, "Is this the steamy summer love that I've been pinin' for?"
The statuesque bikini-clad doll came towards me with a cat-like stride.
I could hardly quell the romantic notions that were wellin' up inside!
I leapt to my feet, pullin' in my gut and puffin' out my puny chest!
(After all! To impress this stunner wouldn't you want to look your best!)
"Hi-ya, big fella", she purred, "I've come to Bermuda for a little fun,
And my ten-day holiday in this lovely paradise has just begun!"
Well, what's a feller to do - I invited her for a Manhattan at the local pub.
Afterwards, we sipped champagne and played toesies in a heated tub!
Later, strollin' the beach, we noted that old man winkin' at us from the moon.
This was enhanced by romantic music serenadin' us from across the lagoon!
Things were goin' so well that I just could not believe my good luck.
Suddenly, it all ended as if I'd been dinged in the head with a hockey puck!
Alas, I had been dreamin' this romantic interlude that was far from borin',
When my spouse poked me sayin', "Wake up and stop that infernal snorin'!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 1 in Sweetheart Of Poetry Soup's "Steamy Summer Love" Contest - Jul 2010
BlackFriday suffering,
as Buddhist allies would speak of global Anti-EarthDay pathology,
and sin,
as Messianic Christ travelers,
un-privileged immigrant/emigrants,
migrants speak uneasily of Win/Lose destiny,
anxiously headed for Lose-Ego/Lose EcoHabitat Earth,
internal and external climate degeneration
RealWorld,
Suffering and sin are graceful integrity's fragmentation,
which is a great toxic divide
between GoodFriday unhappy nature
and EarthDay spiritual health.
There is, perhaps,
also another more positive function for ego-fragmentation,
more accessible to everyday noticing with compassion,
to interdependent fragments of living systems
Over-invested in Win/Lose sub-optimal survival
of the fittest predator
Also seen and heard,
felt and tasted and touched
in implicate-yin shadow,
Under-invested in Win/Win optimal thrival
of healthy Left EgoBody
and wealthy Right EcoSoul Mind,
As immortal as DNA's long regenerate
open systemic
multiculturing
Win/Win natural/spiritual
bilateral polynomial appositions,
Between historic GoodFridays
and herstoric EarthMother HealthWomb
of Win/Win co-redemptive polypaths
toward Great Transitional EarthDay.
It is Easter week and I am dancing with joy.
We have a birthday girl and a birthday boy
In my family, both of them a teen
There is excitement behind the scene.
Jesus’s rebirth will be remembered too
There is optimism; no one is sad or blue.
It’s a refreshing time when the earth is anew
hopping with love for flowers saturated with dew.
It is Easter week and we are upbeat and happy
Sure, the bunny and eggs are a tiny bit sappy
But a child is dancing with pure joy in her heart.
I am glad for these activities that we can take part.
Jesus is no doubt smiling down on this week
He is there for anyone who is eager to seek
Dying for my sins and replenishing my soul.
I feel excited and happy, eager and whole.
"I baptized you in the name of Father
and of the Son of the Holy Spirit...."
Our relationship has began...
I was welcomed to the life of Christianity
Taught to walk and be Christ-like...
I have professed my faith but do I really know Jesus?
From Virgin Mary to God's only Begotten son...
Do I really know Him?
Do - I - really - know - Him?
I am put to shame of how I was like before...
But never have I not fully realize until then...
Unperceivable by the naked eye
Into the out-pour of trials and troubles
He remain my faithful enduring friend
To Him no pre-paid loads or high even low - signals
One heartfelt sincere whisper in the air
On the right time, always, He answered my prayer
Into raging storms, where there are brownouts or blackouts
Through His inspired writers of the Bible, I read
By His stories, His living words, light is aglow no doubt!
Down to my confusions to my staggering thoughts
I look to my surroundings: sunrises; seas, butterflies and flower buds
He is there consoling my woos, refreshing me, keeping me appease
From my weaknesses to sins I have wrongfully committed
By persons He sends, there are corrected misbehavior..
There is forgiveness, healing and whole restoration
He is my teacher; my Spirit lifter and my ultimate Savior...
I have not much of pennies and goodies
But my soul rejoices for by His amazing grace
I am provided; I am being loved
If am alone and got no one...
I close my eyes, with the gust of the wind
In the stillness of everything
He saturates me with His Holy Spirit, His Holy presence
For He is my Jesus, the Lover of my soul...
by
olive_eloi
1:42 am
04/02/2014
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CONTEST: JESUS AND MARY FOR EASTER
SPONSOR: DEBBIE GUZZI
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