Short Gospel Truth Poems

Tithes and offering
Are acid test to all men
Blessing truly seen....

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Each will be tested
Be good to end, I suppose,
Life's real purpose....

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We're all one in Him,
In spirit and in truth,
With faith not a shame....

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Power of this world:
Lust of flesh, lust of eyes and
Pride of life all passed....

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War thou comrades
Neo liberalism will die
Wifi try defy the lie
I own the sky i testify
while you all die...

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For me there's only just one faith,
Christ him Crucified,
For in God's Son, all victory won,
The day my saviour died....

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Decisions
Haiku: by Tom
12/28/2020

Today’s decisions,
determine eternity,
for our later life.
...

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With her parents, Sophie played the make-believe game.
They believed all of her stories, which was her slippery aim.
They bought into her fabrications, taking them as gospel truth.
This did not work in the summer when she stayed with her aunt Ruth....

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I lie in bed,
With dread,
Accomplished nothing,
My future is aching.

Wasting away my youth,
This being my gospel truth,
A tale as old as time,
I’ve squandered my prime.

Lack the will and the wit,
To do it,
I need to get a grip,
Before I slip.

Instead, I consume,
Consume,
Consume,
Consume.

My eyes hurt.
...

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A long pause 
after my signature peel
of the spasm.

It was a broken flight 
of an anguished 
end in itself.

Retrograding toward 
an apolitical fault 
for an apology. 

Illegal, soaring, preparing 
to take a dive
in the pit of fire.

For a gospel truth you
take cloak off the dagger.
You will sell your nudes.


Satish Verma...

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Here lies little Bill –
He took such a bad spill…
It happened at his still,
Making liquor was his thrill

Here lies gentle Jim –
His heart was never dim,
He died after losing a limb –
Drowned because he couldn’t swim

Here lies smiling Ruth –
Who always had a sweet tooth,
She died – it is the gospel truth,
From the extraction of a wisdom tooth
...

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Poetry transformed
Vibrated through
microphones
Ladies don't
give away your moans
freely
Entice with your eyes
come back
In nine months 
full of surprise.
Nothing could be better
than creating another you
You and I, the gospel truth.
If you don't mind
I'd like to preach 
about it
 for an hour or two
While your
eyes unfold
 the greatest gift
my ears have ever heard...

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untended urgency
        unequipped for service
                        ungirded for battle
                  
               utterly regretful

                          unattainable prize
                   unretrievable loss
unquenchable laments


How shall we escape, if we neglect so great salvation?
James 2:3 KJV


4-30-2021
Plieades U Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman...

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Welcome ye, who come to worship
And to recognize His Lordship
He spilled His blood for us to cleanse
And to provide our recompense
The futile grave gave up her dead
It was just as the prophets said
He arose when three days passed
Emmanuel had come at last
With grateful hearts we recall, thus
Now, Lord, please bless and forgive us






Inspired by Brian Strand's contest, An Easter Epistle....

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muddy the waters
 ~ taking all the footwear when
the rain starts to fall

Father waters he'll
hold ~ I swear it's gospel truth
chicken little's right 

pour cold water on
should stop fights with you ~ but not
all sayings perfect

uncharted waters
 ~ idea map for ships to
follow make-up one

be water off a
duck's back ~ finger pointing an
axe to grind slander

blood is thicker than
water ~ our family line
has drawn our pure blood...

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Foes betray. This, friends, might be as true as great gospel-truth.
How painful is it when friends betray? Like constant sore tooth?
Like dagger-dug bleeding-heart? Head-hunted humans howling?
Or human corpse-filled carts? More than that, I'd say, friends.  Chocking!
Do not betray, friends! One betrayal is hundred murders!
Could, killer of even one murder be love-adorers...?


03 January 2022 
Bite Size Poem #31 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier...

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In a perfect world 
there would be no war
no disease and no pain
in a  perfect world there would be nothing that would make
us feel  like the worlds gone insane
in a perfect world we would be free
in a  perfect world  for you and me
there is no perfect world since the fall of man
a lesson we have all  learned 
but everything will be perfect when Jesus has returned
on his arrival things will be as they should be
in a perfect place with him both you and me...

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This is a Rondine in pentameter

Never say never my darling Betty.
I think past sweet words have been a good  start
and know they’re ingress to a woman’s heart
Would you like to rest on this soft settee,
there is no danger its firm and steady.
Gospel truth, in pantsuit you look so smart.
Never say never.
I saw you, dear, at Tavern Gramercy.
In Effie Silk Dress you were piece of art,
I could have torn your lucky date apart.
The Maitre d' had your table ready
Never say never....

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Your family and their love for you is the best Christmas present that you can receive.
That's the gospel truth, it's something that I will always believe.
You may think that no present could be better than a bicycle or a video game.
But if you had no family, it would be bad and your life wouldn't be the same.
Even if your presents are fantastic, remember that they can't compare to your family's love.
Please tell them how much they mean to you and that they're what you're thinking of....

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gospel

We hear the expression:
the gospel truth
seeming to mean
an absolute truth..
What might be the meaning
of this word
untethered from religion..?
What is the Good News the
word often prompts..?
Could it be that gospel
is simply a notification
of our true nature
not contained in bodily 
boundaries..?
A Google search will soon
entangle this word
in religion's many 
containments..
If we slide past these
might we find the freedom
in the Good News:
this word..now Free......

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