Short Churches Poems
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idols become gods
leaving churches desolate
like ancient ruins
rising without glory
but still reaching for heaven
Did Jesus, his disciples, or other prophets, offer any money to churches?
Or just secrets of God.
Which is more valuable.
3 black churches
turned into smolder
a flint-toothed ogre
munches a wooden cross
in the shadows
of his black soot mind
A bird like a pigeon or dove
will always choose food over love
They poop from their perches
On people in churches
Excluding Nun of the Above
Segregated schools
Segregated hospitals
Segregated neighborhoods
Segregated employment
Segregated politics
Segregated life
Segregated churches
Donald Trump has just claimed that God
Orchestrated election fraud
So churches should close
Since everyone knows
The "God We Trust" gave Trump the nod
The churches are filling with dust
Alms boxes are turning to rust
Congregations are sad
Priests and preachers are mad
WEEKS pass without citing a bust!
In the hills of sunday sunrise
Eastern township churches stand steeple heights
Loud summer bells chime fervently
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Gone to churches
Now gone
Pray I God
Your mercy to send
To calm the night
Tremors and
Terrible thoughts
And show the shooters
There is another way
Than at all costs
Forget your churches… they are cages for God
That capture only those…with hearts at odd
Looking for salvation…after a life of lies
Soon to be captive… by the prayers inside
Born in a small town,
Rain never let us down,
A pub, lots of churches,
Narrow minds did not disturb us,
Now it is busy suburbia, you see,
Come a long way, since its infancy!
All the baboons of the churches scream in my blood,
And all the wild hot devils of the churches whine in my
soul.
Frankly, I fear this culture ---
So callous,
So tough,
So frigid.
John Constable’s painting The Hay Wain
given gold medal by Charles X
inspired by villages, churches,
he was a brilliant fine arts painter
from East Bergholt
who took sketching trips
Mau Lau
An erupting volcano
throwing out volcanic bombs
boulders larger than elephants
Mau Lau
the reason we do not build
schools, churches, homes or stores
at the base of a volcano
But can this eye, into
The invisible
Not so nonsensical
Truth of things, outline.
Have they, of the churches
Retained, for vision
What of the child's, frowned on
Did mystic incline?
Arson in the churches,
Who set up that service?
Bombs for God?
Wicked and odd!
Faith shall survive,
As we are alive,
Fire within,
Never growing dim.
God does not deserve,
Arson in the church.
Children love this period
Carols flow through the night
Call to celebrate as
Christ the savior is born
Churches render praises
Cakes served by mothers as
Crowd gather at fun parks .
12-23-2016
Trump's "Them against Us" is a curse
Which only has made matters worse
As violence rules
In churches and schools
With patients attacking their nurse!*
*65% of nurses reported attacks
last year
Uncle Didi stays in abbeys and churches.
Ministers, nuns, monks gather.
Group of seniors, veterans lurches.
He was never a minister -- a butcher.
Behind the church is a shop,
where he used to work and chop.
churches make me mad as hell
preaching turns me out of mind
war is around we dont know
know not better end is on
hold me tight dont let me go
hold me close dont let me leave
then the church bell struck thrice
Form:
My faith is not in religion
Or denominational churches too
My faith is not in any good work
No matter what I do.
My faith is in my Saviour
Who shed His blood for me
My faith is in the finished work
The work at Calvary.
Hollywood secrets
who’s sleeping with who
not just Hollywood
number one question
most Americans
read those tabloids
mostly gossip
in our churches
and in our streets
truth no more
tell us lies
we’ll believe
the facts
boring
lies
Driving down the road
Off ramp ahead
Small town lights
Flicker; the false promise
Something more than
A closing down factory floor
Old Churches for sale
Dressed in flags of white and red
Night sky above
Blind curve ahead
christmas brings hope to all
candles casting a glow
christmas eve babe was born
churches rejoice, with song
children wait with hope.. for
christmas tree to be lit
chocolate coins to eat
Penned 23/08/2016
God, you should know
that we,
the many
ordinary people,
will never
let you die !
Poor and sick,
abandoned in churches,
alone,
without anyone,
we,
will never leave you!
Without God
the universe is empty…
without any purpose!