Long Gethsemane Poems

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...

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"The Pages"

Missing all those years
like a page you could turn, 
a book you could throw casually aside, 
to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries;
at some point you turned around, 
and remembered, what you long...

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In The Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus fell to His knees
As He cried to His Father, let this cup pass from me
His anguish and pain I could never imagine
Sweat turning to blood, as He begged for...

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As a young boy
Sitting in a pew
The winter darkness pressing down
Candlelight waves from hidden drafts
Shadows danced on the walls

I heard the words destined to me
“Be still . . . know that I am God”
So I...

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"Secrets"



I know something 
good about you
you were a child once, too -

without malice

gentle as the petals of a rose
sweet and pure
no need to be berated

proven guilty -
Innocent

From your eyes
and smile 
Light emanated 

joy spilled 
from...

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my presence was needed
the announcement echoed thru hospital halls
which meant the medical team assembled
but that kind of expertise
was not why i was called
my lot in this equation, a signature
i was in another room in a...

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This is a Repost

Today is Good Friday. Jesus, the Nazarene, who robbed no one, cheated no one, who loved all, healed the sick and performed only acts of kindness, when accused guilty and became the...

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gardens are where we are:

  from "Eden" to "Gilgamesh", "Babylon" to "Gethsemane"
  from mountain to coast, town to country
  from wetlands to desert oasis, under the sea to the edge of ice
...

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There was a girl, who felt as though there was no place for her in the world,
And so she worked to discover a place in her thoughts, a place of sanctuary.
And she worked and worked,...

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I notice Life unfolding each embryo of Time
sewing Earth's naturally revolving liturgy,
Eco-Rites of Passage
through TransMillennial Tao's fertile transition field,
Earthly universe our Garden-Commons home,
sacred cooperative space,
human nature's polynomial language place.

Time unveils creative conscience as incarnating evolution,
Dharmakaya.

Space...

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Today is Good Friday. Jesus, the Nazarene, who robbed no one, cheated no one, who loved all, healed the sick and performed only acts of kindness, when accused guilty and became the victim of gross...

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Insurrection
by Michael R. Burch

She has become as the night—listening
for rumors of dawn—while the dew, glistening,
reminds me of her, and the wind, whistling,
lashes my cheeks with its soft chastening.

She has become as the lights—flickering
in the distance—till...

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Over the 2000 year period since the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus Christ, thousands of people have toured the 'Holy Sights' in Jerusalem and The Holy Land. One of those sights is a garden...

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I could recall some years ago
The day that sealed the  deeds of the deal
And dot the long journey  of nine months
In my calendar of the years
The same brought about the cry 
That started...

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God painted this portrait of emerald and crimson
Soothing my soul with the brilliant and vivid
Colors of miracles caressing my heart and spirit
Breathing out whispers of sentiments that touch me
With a sense of faith in all...

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Striving for perfection comes with a price 
so it's true the higher you climb the more unforgiving people become, 
so I ask God let thy will be done not mines, 
I too felt like I...

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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...

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All those aspects that we know as part and parcel of human life fall short of the love of God that He desires for us to operate in.  The love that He wants us...

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In the garden, The Christ did pray
For strength ardent to bear pain's stay.

Gethsemane, the Master kneels
To ask to be with fond appeal.

His close aides lie in heavy sleep;
The Christ now cries in pain so deep.

The...

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Gethsemane was a garden where my Master prayed alone. 
Deep distress He was in. His crucifixion wouldn't be long. 

As in the garden, I'm in distress. I'm lonely without my wife. 
People blown, slashed, tortured...

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I refer back to my descendants with ativistic charcteristics,
Hit the beat with a punchline and regurtitate on it's existance,
Where did Skitzo arrive from, is he a miracle from the Heavens?
Through the mist and the fog,...

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Afterglow
by Michael R. Burch
 
for Beth
 
The night is full of stars. Which still exist?
Before time ends, perhaps one day we’ll know.
For now I hold your fingers to my lips
and feel their pulse ... warm,...

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i felt He wasn`t listening 
when i knelt beside my bed
before i laid down on my pillow
the days cares filled my head
why did that have to happen?
i`m a good person why?
there on my knees that...

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I looked for you in the 
corner store amongst cheap bottles 
of wine that give no intoxication 
                 ...

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The most sorrowful and gruesome story ever told
begins with the man who crossed the waters and heights
carrying thirty and some unquenchable suns on his head,
the man who walked in the rain and wind with thirty...

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