Short Homily Poems

kneel on bended knee
descend Christmas homily
ascending prayers...

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only
one
once
meet me
theirs twice
twiddled thumbs
dunmp'ling'ed rice
homily fun wants
hunts
only one once
?...

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The homily

At the church entrance
Beggars line up when the sermon is over
The parishioners in the warm feeling of faith
Give beggars coins.
God’s work be done. 
The cripple gets up and leave...

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I Hear the Sermon
I go to church, hear the word
Given by the preacher in his homily:
Retaining a sentence, phrase or word
Only that which finely suits me.
I feel satisfied to have heard 
The word, pleasing to my ear,
The rest that marks my faults
Matters not so dear....

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Wonder as the sentiment of a conjuring
Subtlety akin to morning
Glories, fall as snow remarked
In solemn note, a veil to reckon
Alighted through the spirit so chilling
The familiar light as a darkened compact
But as christening the bounty of hall
Would wait appealing to the homily
As done the dancing of the mood...

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C oronation of lights
H eralding holiday rites
R inging bells guests invite
I llumined halls festivities incite
S ongs of carolers enliven dark night
T ales of Christmas ghosts by candlelight
M aterial aspirations pocketbooks slight
A ltruistic gestures to those with poorer plight
S piced nog, decorative cookies palates delight...

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Here's to being ordinary 
And making the world go around
They won't have their name
On a statue in the centre of town
But they look after their family
And fronting day to day is their homily
And they always clock in on time
In the end what they leave behind
Will be for family and friends alone
And there is nothing wrong with that! 

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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There be no church, or even a steeple, 
No Sunday rush nor well dressed people
The Hawk leads the hymn, the sparrows will sing
It's a different mass you see, out here, The land, 
is the Homily
Its none of the pomp, but all of the joys
And in the mist I hear the voice,
He whispers in wind, what I already knew,
You are these mountains, 
and these mountains are you....

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If only if only, your never lonely. Your voice is filled with a sweet dose of honey. A love of kindness is fit in your laundry. A cleanful spirit that brightens up the sea. Your cherished love waters the daisies. The angels hire you with a promotion of homily.Your beautiful light turns the chapter. A comedian of tricks fills the crowd with laughter. Of all these things that came to be, remember Jesus Christ is the one and only he....

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Three o'clock
Habit we watch and knock
Each day we sit, pray and lock

Thoughts we keep and hold
Hummings we chant, not mold
Restless body of the holy
Everlasting love in homily
Ending in salvation and sanctity

Our minds and bodies as one
Cloaked by the words and deeds of the One

Lasting peace in hearts and lives that adore
Over images and pictures of splendor
Christ who died on the cross
Knocks and dies at three o'clock so gross...

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Somtimes the face mask is just a face mask.
Often the face masks matures
showing the life-roads that a person has chosen,
for good or worse.

Always forgiveness has no mask.

Sometimes beauty hides an ugliness,
more often ugliness hides the beauty.
Mostly, a homily face veils the light of God.

Appearance and perception are a magic trick,
not of any mask
but of those who judge it.

A mask cannot hide the perfection
from those who have taken off
their own masks....

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Funerals on Saturdays

In a hall or a tent
a priest or pastor is sent
to lead
and the sacred book to read
for a homily
to comfort a greiving family
for its beloved is late
friends to this may relate
carried are heavy coffins
as we eat muffins
whilst runs a sad-tear
because of fear
as we mourn
the death of a one once born
listen to the crowd
singing so loud
even those who passby
are saying their last goodbye
as all lament
a painful heat's dent.

Drencho POET Loads...

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