Star Religion Poems

Born into a culture,
conditioned by belief,
we pray as we are told,
deepening delusion,
from birth till we grow old.

Born into a culture,
following ritual,
we trust the holy book
but...

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Star of Wondering

By Mark D. Stucky
Luminous mystery in the night,
      are you supernatural light?
Or a supernova
    ...

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Goes a white doe, faint glimpse a wondering.
Rare diaphanous prismatic heartstring,
astir, the bestilled buds wake an ocean.
Nascent feels Aurora's palm in motion,
iridescence and redolence yon...

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The rapture train is boarding,
On heaven bound railway,
To that Bright and Morning Star,
Filled with blood washed sinners,

Our life with Jesus is rewarding,
Since He is the...

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by Max Burchett

As fast as I can
Running on, on and on
With hope this carries me to
Where I want to go
Higher and higher with you.

As time...

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How did you become featherless
Angels are always blessed and do bless
Standing too close to the fire
Devil got me in a crossfire
Make sure you always tell...

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It is no small feat to attempt to speak 
of the dying of our Lord
who sacrificed Himself for us 
by a fate far worse than...

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Consider the (Dreaming) Birds

By Mark D. Stucky
Jesus told us to consider the birds of the air.
I have pondered parakeets (budgies) in a cage
routinely performing what...

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I daringly dip my fickle fingers 
into a lagoon of supernovas 
to discover a decaying dwarf star 
tinging my palms with dead red radiance 

The...

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Jesus the Splendor, voice before any sound 
Earliest word spoken
Silent kind messenger of primeval joy 
Unending bright epiphany 
Shining as ageless wisdom who calls you...

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In this beautiful place of worship, the pews are padded but uncomfortable, the sanctuary large, candle lit and cold.

There's a huge glass dome and I...

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Muhammad, chosen by Allah to lead,
A humble man with a heart full of creed,
His words, a guide to all in need,
A mercy to mankind, indeed.

In...

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The only star for me 

Is a split binary, that cannot agree
Tearing me apart, within this melee
From the moment, of man’s creation 
Forever open, to...

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Ever since the “Bright morning star”
dared with his creator to spar
craving the seat on mount’s north side
his mind molded the idol, pride.

The seed of pride,...

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Back in our preverbal day
of healthy regenerating time,
indigenous wisdom
pursued peak experiences
of cooperative pleasure,
deep co-empathic embrace.

Sometimes,
especially when this pleasure was sustained,
euphoric,
ejaculatory
and reverberating in resonant cycles
of deep...

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