Pew Poems - Poems about Pew

Divinity’s Pew The truth stands in contrast to only itself Once mentioned eternal when thought and then felt It lives in the ether past fortune or fame Conscripted by conscience no praise and no blame The truth beyond reason beyond lies or consent The lucky among us to follow its scent Its trail leads to faith divinity’s pew Transforming the moment — you first say I do (Rosemont College: February, 2024) Freezing The...

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By the time I met her, I no longer cared what might occur. Having grown weary of romance, I was reluctant to take another chance. Romantic encounters had left me uninterested. That is, until that Sunday I was arrested; Arrested and captured by a beauty in the pew. There was something about her that was new. I watched her more than just a...

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Yesterday, I was talking to the church pews. Asking them about the stories they hold They told far and wide they heard thing. That just can’t be told. They told me the depths. The truths that they hear. The day that had to come They say is almost here. The church pews told me, No matter what they say. I have to carry on. To...

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Neon screams Indigo cries Green dreams Haunting eyes Teal thoughts terrified Black heart Evil and cruel Wicked witch In The Church pew Horrible hateful Escaping Soon...

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It was an awful thing to do Drop an SBD in the pew Then cast a glance As if by chance That said “oh, God, was that you?” John G. Lawless ©6/21/2023...

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. "Do you want mine" she whispered ...

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Closer to Jesus David J Walker I was wondering if you were going To wear your house to Church today And pray by chance to Park your car in One of the pews Where parishioners pay their dues For the privilege of sitting Closer to Jesus I was wondering if Sunday dinner was better Prepared by the white chefs Of the country club With...

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though they sought the gentle verse a wracking pain drew up their purse as thoughtless sovereigns hissed their curse the dollars drained; their feign- rehearsed this tragic dismantling ever-torn fabric seams flowing a pious demand of the feed groveling majesties planted their effigy cordially under the pew cushion seats stating repeat loving the myrrh silent decree ebony spurs...

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Bless me father for I have sinned I went to church and then broke wind Not sure of what to do I sat in my own pew Then prayed for the smell to rescind 10/07/2021 May The Gas Be With You Farts Part 2 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke...

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Pepe Le Pew Quest for love he would always pursue But his over enthusiastic romantic way Is rejected by a skunk look alike who keeps running away. Penelope Pussycat Smothered in kisses and squeezes she would always combat A black cat with an accidental painted white stripe Penelope knew she wasn't that type. Cleritoons Poetry Contest Sponsored by Joseph May 12.09.21...

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In the religion Of the pigeon Possessing a feathered pinion Stands as proof of the opinion That the pigeon holds dominion Over all creation For in the Holy Word Of this enlightened bird It is the avian creed, That not intelligence, but speed Is the gift that God decreed For this, His chosen nation. So in their highest perches That serve them as their churches The bird world’s chosen...

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A.I.’s coming my brothers and sisters. In fact it’s so already here So sit back and enjoy the ride while you can. Without trepidation or fear. Governmental mistrust, it divides us Religion caused, terror is rife The purest religions are those doomed to fail Do we need such a crutch in our life Media controlled mis-information A plandemic brings folks to their knees Their...

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Merrie Melodies is coming on, and I am glued to the set Hoping my favorite will be featured today, for I’ve placed a bet Channeling my spirit guides, I hope to see Pepe Le Pew. He is the best cartoon since the sixties, and it’s twenty and two. This amorous French skunk, known as a polecat down in the...

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As I sit in the pew of lonely darkness With my soul wondering I see a sparkle A light from above carried by a dove Falling into my heart this light from above Food I have none both battered and beaten With tear drops I hunger and haven't eaten Lost among many I can only trust one As the preacher approaches I...

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The widow of Codswallop House Was observed not wearing a blouse It seems our vicar Succumbed to liquor And pretended to be her spouse...

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