Short Baptizing Poems
Short Baptizing Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Baptizing by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Baptizing by length and keyword.
The purple and grey clouds
come like giant airships
baptizing the veld with millions of drops
falling gently like feathers
The plants dance merrily
earth sings a serenade of thanks
Confetti kisses parade happy face
Joyful tears baptizing licorice lips
Not only was a beautiful day made
But heart is doing butterfly flips
Grooms and bridesmaids chant
Newly wed husband and wife dance
liquid lunar light
splashing through trees baptizing
leaves where night owls screech
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I walked the beach and saw my footprints wash away with waves-
smoothing the sand without a flaw, and I seemed blessed in holy clime
as my soul, like trampled sand, felt healed by sea's baptizing hand.
Rains advent, I wait with pleasure
The first drop became my treasure
Down suddenly, started to pour
My heart, spirit, began to soar
As I sit here, watching the rain
Ah, heavenly thoughts fill my brain
Sitting on porch, look at it pour
Baptizing drops, O' I cheer for
The heavens open
The rain falls
Torrential, cleansing rain
I stand outside arms outstretched
Letting the rain soak me
Drenching, cooling rain
Wash away my sins
Renew my soul
Baptizing, spiritual rain
I ask too much
The rain dissipates and I am the same
Ordinary, common rain
At dusk the Native and I
Went into the woods to gather
Sticks for starting the fire
For baptizing the sacred stones.
One limb I found inhabited
With crawling insects;
The Native said, "Put that one back.
Somebody lives there."
I realized I was a guest
Of the Natives and the woods.
What is the substance
of nothingness
With nothingness the substance
of thought
Where is the truth
in indifference
Apathetically frozen
when taught
How then to measure
reluctance
With action the villain
of time
Seeking to baptize
the vacuum
Where consonants hide
—from the rhyme
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2023)
There is no breadth or width
to design the unknown frames
that turn into the grandest of light.
This certain swell of mystery
becomes the surrounding;
just that,
natural as the channeling rays
baptizing day's many colorful passages -
gentle and torrid
late afternoon displays
its final bow -
passersby huddle…to watch a dying sunset.
Brian's Choice T Contest March 24, 20202
IN THE WELL OF HIS WILL
As I dive deeper
down the mind’s inner sanctum,
The higher I grow:-
I need not worry;
It’s going to be alright–
following God’s will:-
His will…will be done–
and I shall be liberated–
oppression…willed out:-
I’ve turned things around;
waters of liberation
baptizing my soul:-
Glory be to God;
I am traveling onward—
there’s no turning back:-
A brisk blue rain is like a greeting
It can be cold or warm long or fleeting
Rain has always been erotic to me
Like fuchsia foreplay of clouds sky draining
Nectar of lavender love from heavens heart
Refreshing red buds and baptizing green park
Causing my hair to curl fluff then fly
Releasing denim despair despite
Beauty of day night or scorn of life
Rain is renewing romantic and free
Feeling a good rain is a spiritual thing
Soft fire is his eyes
fondling my soul without words
... twilight’s balm drips down
Our warm pulses meet
in thrills of hushed surrender...
baptizing fresh dawn
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Bush: she had a deep
black birds nest.
Fecund Arabic woman
dark peaches for thin lips.
White faced, I redden in the sun,
a blanched fig, a thirst
for dew drops.
One night is enough, maybe two,
there must be a Spanish guitar
pleading the stars for more tears.
I have a comb
for her oval waves,
she is, for a while,
the mother of the world
the secreting seeds
of a fruiting pomegranate.
I am her despoiler of silk sheets,
she, a font of arousal
baptizing a love-song.