Pilgrim Poems | Examples

The Pilgrim

There, somewhere yonder, I have to go
It looks like a long and arduous journey,
A fear brewing in the pit of my stomach
Yet with sore feet and a bruised spirit 
but dogged by a dubious dilemma
Go, I must—Where to? I do not know!

Holiday Limericks

Poor Mrs.Lotty became so confused,
But because of her age she's excused.
She adores decorating.
But what she is creating,
Has the neighborhood somewhat amused.

On Halloween she put up her trèe.
There were ghosts in the nativity!
Santa wore a pilgrim hat,
The tree topper was a bat!
None could fault her creativity.

The wreath made of fall leaves on the door,
Was decked out and like never before.
Pumpkin, snowman, and turkey,
Seemed to me a bit quirky.
But it was festive, that is for sure!

Pilgrim

centered within mind caverns 
constant lightless deep
echos reverberate
into end times
of all my existence
I live for one moment 
where crack of light, 
that is that Light, 
will illuminate me
to light a trail 
that leads me out 
to a place where
darkness has gone to sleep 
and within that beautiful 
bright golden, nestling space
I find myself embraced
by all that can be explained
as I cross, wide eyed,
the boulevard laid
for new glorious sights
as I tread upon, step-by-step,
the cobblestone Way
until I come to the end 
that becomes the beginning

Pilgrim Tears

pilgrim tears weeping
happiness or reverence
very deep respect

Awake weary pilgrim

How can we see, if we be blind
to touch of God, loving and kind,
for though He seeks to set us free,
if we be blind, how can we see?

Mind of our soul, within heart sleeps,
insentient to love’s bliss beeps,
so we must awake, to feel whole;
within heart sleeps, mind of our soul.

God’s light within, our ego veils,
incessantly presence assails
and as we sink deeper in sin,
our ego veils, God’s light within.

Our ego dies when thoughts recede
and with love as our sturdy steed,
our consciousness reaches new highs;
when thoughts recede, our ego dies.

In timeless time, we merge with God,
ocean of love that leaves us awed
and as we so heavenward climb,
we merge with God in timeless time.

PILGRIM AM I

"I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22

Ushered by God to abide in His light
My steps keep walking along what is right
While I journey toward eternal place
As blessed stranger in a foreign land.
 	
Endowed with new creation’s holy might
My faith soars upward great reaching-out height
Propelled by the Lord to share love and grace
As blessed stranger in a foreign land.

Looking forward to living with delight
Glorious paradise of wonderful sight
I long for blissful everlasting ways
As blessed stranger in a foreign land.

Here on earth, my heart pleads for heaven’s rays
As blessed stranger in a foreign land.

June 5, 2024
8th place, "YOU CHOOSE 2024" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 12/25/2024

Six Pilgrim Poems

(Upper slopes of Emeishan, China, 2017)

Six Pilgrim Poems

In the Park
Belly full of chi
sky with gentle rain waters
dancers like flowers

My Dzogchen Realization
“Ah, Ah” says Raven
in play, in jest, proclaiming
primordial sound

The Way
Alone I wander. 
Too tired to climb the peaks
I settle into the valley
Following the way.

Emeishan
In the mountain clouds
the peaks remain elusive
while trees dance and breathe.

On the Way
On the way
all effort
is exhausted in the doing

This Dream
simple and complete
everything is everything
in this dream of ours

(first published in my third book of poems, SUN MADE FLESH AND FIBER, 2019)

Wake Up Oh Pilgrim

Stupor pays a heavy cost,
for with soul awareness lost,
ignorance results in grief,
until we turn a new leaf.

Trapped outside but free within,
silence the way to begin,
whereupon ego recedes;
we follow, pulse of love leads.

Soul’s light, hitherto concealed,
is in timeless time revealed,
within our heart, where God dwells.
Hark ye not yet, bliss beat bells?

Pilgrim

i am a traveler, and on my path,
I don't need things I can't carry,
everything I have most precious,
I carry them with me in my heart.

Faith Monoku

I
Science may mock faith; it may be the best therapy

II
Faith is best currency - plus pilot unique!

III 
Faith can feast on God amidst famine

The Pilgrim

I’ve walked a long way, 
reached the edge of the extant landscape 
under the gleam of the twilight sky, 
I look back, see the footprints fade away far,
where the life’s terrain flashes
with the tinge of the setting sun.

I traverse the undulating memory track
along the flow of the reversed time, 
search the illumined archive my life has made,
find among many lamps already extinguished,
some still flicker in the remote corner,
the glint shimmering on me that I’ve been….

A compliant son who valued the heritage,
a loving husband who shared everything he had,
a caring father who made dreams for the children, 
a compassionate man who found goodness in every soul,
a pious man who configured his life divinely contented,
a devout pilgrim walking the last mile to His realm.

December 10, 2021
Contest : Your Life Flashes Before Your Eyes
Sponsor : Matt Caliri

Pilgrim

There, somewhere yonder, I have to go
It looks like a long arduous journey,
I get on the road and walk,
Dogged by dubious dilemma
Fear brewing in the pit of my stomach,
Where to?  I do not know!



~Contest: Bite Size Poem 15
~Sponsor: Line Gauthier.

Pilgrim Sisters of Grim

We had to call in the Pilgrim Sisters of Grim
Last October when the bats and owls flew in.
My dad was against it, he is totally freaked by them.
But my mother rules the roost, so she brought them in.

The vampire bats were terrified and the first to go.
Spiders replaced them, but we vacuumed them like snow.
My sisters joined the evacuation and found snakes below.
They chased them outside where they began to glow.

The owls will be the most difficult the PS of Grim told me.
They are used to their own way, and now use your house as a tree.
We will have to tantalize, pulverize them and hypnotize them you see.
Here is a photo of the last one to go. In a trance on a sister’s knee.

Privileged Pilgrim

All Powerful Provider present in all places 
Potentate presiding our prayers and praises
I'm a pilgrim privileged to be in Your presence 
Panting like a deer for Your pure precepts 
Profiting from Your priceless pearls of prudence 
Provisioned by Your proverbial pages of Scripture 
Preserved from pagan practices 
Predestined to be Your progeny
Placed in Your perfect plan 
Partaker of Your precious promises
Purified by Christ's pouring blood of persecution 
Preferred above praiseworthy people  
Performing priestly purposes 
Planted in the perennial picture of paradise 
Patiently preparing for Your Parousia 


08.27.2020



Written for Beata Agustin's "Alliteration Regarding Relationship With God" contest

Rhaspody

You hardened griefs robed in base linens red, 
Whence cascade your endless prickings sore?
Each searing tear squeezed from low eye wet, 
Breeds more noxious throbs that come and go. 

Once when sweet relief your brutish whips
With belated solace and little mercies clips, 
I mistaken think all of your wild rages gone; 
Past ill turns now-free souls used to mourn. 

Yet even as I dined and wined to celebrate
Abated storms wreaked by your cruel blows, 
You again hurled into this glorious banquet
Your timely bile that with my merries grows. 

Where beyond griefs' pain-dominated realm, 
May hurting pilgrim his ill-faring vessel dock? 
Where past cry's long reach and filtered gall, 
Might the lamenting traveler rest and dream? 

There's high haven way-worn sojourners win, 
In a glorious city above sorrow's dreadful din.

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