Autumn Religious Poems | Examples
These Autumn Religious poems are examples of Religious poems about Autumn. These are the best examples of Religious Autumn poems written by international poets.
Burning sun departing
ember of its fire
graying
as autumn leaves
spent
and blown by wind
of confusion
obscuring clarity of truth
opacifying colors
muting sounds
masking fragrance
boredom of night
broken
by lumens
on windowsill of sky
waning moonlight
flickering of stars
as tremor of aging
before darkness of soul
without life
angels of night
raising gaze to Light
beyond the lights
inviting a return
to the Sun fire
burning stubble of fear
with peace and
hope
of a better tomorrow
coloring soul
with graces
dancing with joy
at the music
of daylight
Love
Second Place Winner-Brian Strand: Only Feb 2025 Posted-2/13
Like cherry blossoms in the spring
the leaves of autumn loosely cling
upon the drab, dark brownish bark
creating contrasts, stunning, stark.
As autumn leaves descend in droves
upon the earth like manna loaves
they blanket her with a patchwork quilt
like muddy waters settle silt.
The autumn leaves of various hues
oh, how they, our senses schmooze.
The yellow, brown, orange, and red
delight our sight before they’re shed.
Who would believe that dying leaves
could such enchanting magic cleave.
What a parable! Beauty in death,
'Tis how God views His saints’ last breath.
All Hallows' Eve
Ghastly, Macabre
Haunting, Shivering, Bewitching
Specters, Shadows, Saints, Seraphs
Praying, Glorifying, Rejoicing
Holy, Divine
All Saints' Day
Harvest fields
autumn fruits
farmer’s yields.
Garden vegetables
appear in abundance
church lunch delectables--
Roasting corn and green beans
sweet peppers, carrots, and
tomatoes, by all means.
Afterwards, an old-fashioned hymn sing
perhaps with heartfelt testimonies
faithful church members will surely bring.
Sometimes a gospel quartet's on hand
to present a concert of requests.
If the church’s young people have a band
they might perform some special number,
which will be enjoyed by everyone,
then all go home for welcomed slumber.
written July 1, 2021
The days of dying summer heat give way to Autumn’s chill.
The crispness in the air is sweet; the moon too full, must spill.
The refulgent Harvest moon marks shorter days, longer nights
Ending the growing season before harsh, hard winter bites.
A time of harvesting, of sending workers to the field,
Before winter’s killing cold, to reap the year’s rich yield.
The harvest truly plenteous; our bank’s full measure near.
Rejoicing in endless blessings, we pray our words He’ll hear.
The season’s intense colors complement our Autumn feast.
Wreaths of boldly-colored leaves encircle garden and beast.
Our love and faith join hand-in-hand to thank Him for these things,
Celebrating triumphant hope, and joy, that Autumn brings.
Reflection of life
Unclothe by the harvest winds
Autumn leaves are tears
Edward J. Ebbs - October 22, 2015
Written for a Contest, Autumn Haiku