Short Easter Sunday Poems
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Treasure hunting
glossy objects--
as glorious
Easter Sunday ends.
Thanking Jesus,
for some eggs,
chocolatey wabbits,
Heaven's cream gems.
time is running out
no doudt
he is going raise again
it won't be on monday
but easter sunday
he'raise his head
from the dead
his tom will unlock
WATCH THE CLOCK
Blessed peace and redemption sublime
May be our final, eternal reward
Just as present moments of grace beyond time
Are divine gifts no king can afford
Written 4/17/22
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
a cathedral smolders,
people are crushed and weeping.
While a painted egg sits in his hand,
He's smiling blissfully unaware.
A covenant of colors on his tiny fingertips.
I had not a life
Till I met the Lord Jesus
On Easter Sunday
He said “I died for your sins
So you may live forever”
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Linda-Marie's "EASTER INSPIRATIONS" contest
3/25/2012
Lavender gingham dress
Teensy tiny cotton checks
Laced pinafore with dotted Swiss trim
Thick scratchy twirling tulle petticoat
Lacy white Sunday school gloves
I twirled my dress in my shiny patent leather shoes
Feeling enormously pretty
Easter comes but once a year,
In the early spring.
Lots of fresh eggs painted bright
For bunny to bring.
Christ was laid upon the cross
For to bear our sins.
Easter Sunday He will rise.
Goodness always wins.
For trochee 7/5 ocontest
It's supposed to be Spring,
Though snow's on everything
Winter weather's no longer a charmer,
But Easter Sunday should be warmer
My budding flowers may soon die,
Because the temperature is not high
Global warming must be the reason,
For snowfall in the wrong season
Easter Sunday
Early to church, for the AM service flow,
Songs of affirmation, as the Pastor welcomes the foal.
Excitement is in the air, signs of love and sacrifice,
On this resurrection Sunday, symbols’ of restored life.
Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 3/27/16
On Good Friday after church we eat
curried pickled fish and hot crossed buns
and drink black coffee because we share
in the painful agony of the Lord.
On Easter Sunday after church we braai *
meat and drink like fish and rejoice
in the victory over death and grave.
* (rhymes with "bye" ) - barbeque / barbecue
Waiting is never easy
Jesus knows it; he was away
Only until Easter (Sunday; Day 3)
Then taught for 40 days
Made way for the Holy Spirit
Yet he reminds us to WAIT!
No longer in Jerusalem or for His Kingdom
Wait to inherit the earth
Psalms are replete (14; 27;34;130)
I will wait upon the LORD; my souls waits ....
My great salvation
Christ’s death and resurrection
New Life-Thank You Lord.
Jesus healed my soul
Paradise opens its door
with Him-sin no more.
Down my knees I pray
Morning sunrise this Sunday
Jesus, I see Thy Glory.
7.30am
April 21,2019
A Blessed Easter Sunday. God Bless. Hugs & Kisses.
one good thing that shines
is now gone
how do i move on
i don't know
but i do
one true heart that cares
has now stopped for good
how do i move forward
i have no clue
but i do
one real love that just does
has now been forever frozen in time
how do i pick up the pieces
any guess is as good as mine
but i keep on
May
arrives
with blossoms
and honeybees
sweet scents of roses
softer summer's
delightful
scenes in
May
Written April 4, 2021 (Easter Sunday)
for "Spring Ninette" poetry contest
sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
To Whomever
sprinkled nails onto the church parking lot.
(on Easter Sunday)
pick them up
put them back
where they belong
inside your
cold
dead
heart
Do you remember lolly eggs so pretty
As part of your Easter Sunday kitty
They always rattled when you shook them well
Held together with halves iced I could tell
Alas they seem to have gone from here
Chocolate eggs are the king now I fear
Another one of my childhood memories has gone
And those joys of childhood left for us to mull upon.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Jesus Christ suffered a bloody sweat
a cruel scourging
was crowned with thorns and was crucified
Christ died on Good Friday
Christ suffered and died for our sins
Christ rose from the dead
Glorious and immortal
On Easter Sunday
The 3rd day after His death
After 40 days Christ ascended into heaven
The day on which He Ascended into heaven is called the Ascension day
849.
My Easter Sunday 2023
This Easter Sunday 2023
I'm with my OLSP Chorale Family
During the “Easter Sunday Mass” in our county
This Easter Sunday 2023
I'm with my Hachuela Family
During our “Family Reunion” in our municipality
This Easter Sunday 2023
I'm with my family
During this “Araw ng Kagitingan” in our country.
-04/09/2023
(Dumarao)
*Easter Sunday
792.
Ang Pagbabalik ng Guro
Mula sa kamatayan
Nabuhay muli si Hesukristo
Pagmasdan! Pagmasdan!
Muling nabuhay ang yumao!
Mula sa kalugmukan
Bumangon muli sa El Gordo
Tunghayan! Tunghayan!
Muling bumangon ang ginupo!
Ang anila'y pekeng hari
Ay muling maghahari
Ang anila'y pekeng guro
Ay muling magtuturo!...
-04/12/2020
(Dumarao… Easter Sunday)
*Unique Holy Week
Today we celebrate Jesus Christ rising from the dead.
As he was nailed to the cross, he suffered and bled.
After Jesus died for our sins, we didn't have to sacrifice animals anymore.
He's the son of God and his teachings are something we can't ignore.
When we ask to be saved in his name, we will not get a rejection.
Today is Easter Sunday and we celebrate Christ's glorious resurrection.
I feel so happy today
Because it’s Easter Sunday
The Lord has risen
It’s time to rejoice again
Give a smile to everyone
The best thing you've done
Be merry and spread the love
God is watching from above
Heart as white as a cotton cloud
Forgiveness in your heart, be proud
Sadness will swept away
Happiness will filled the day
Have a Blessed Easter to my PS family (^___^)
March 30, 2013
The rising sun soon will cast warmth
upon the spring's surrounds
An Easter Sunday cool and damp
Reminiscing of friends
Turkeys gobble in the distance
Coyte pups softly whine
The wind chimes remind of cold breezes
And of life God's design
Out on the porch Sunday April 05, 2015
Just a few minutes before trying to
look 1/3 as good as twenty years ago in
twice as much time..LOL
Winter white has gone away
The colds all but disappeared
Spring is an amazing thing
Little deer come out to play
Sunrise in the early morn
Happiness, a sunny day
Sunset in the late evening
Celebrate St. Patrick’s Day
Pink flowers have reappeared
An amazing thing is Spring
Children love Easter Sunday
03/12/2021
Written for Abracadabra March Magic Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula
I remember the sheer elation,
just like it was yesterday
Forty years tears of joy removed ...
Thirty months, same feeling safely deposited
Twenty weeks marked a memory pulse acceleration
Ten days of jubilation thoughts from bald to grey,
felt like five hourglass Palm turns
on a dawn, Easter Sunday
Zero minute ticks in the mind,
completes the heart contraction of time ...
I celebrate not a wasted second
Hurtful things you say,
Tear me apart in every way
Think before you speak to me,
Because I will not let it be
I treat you nice, and show some slack,
But there are times I will strike back
Even though you are my relative,
If you want love, be sure to give
For I am sensitive just like you,
I have feelings and can hurt too!
Written after my mom said something really mean to me about my Granddaughter
Genevieve on Easter Sunday.