Short Raise The Dead Poems

Velvet soft, like rose petals, these thoughts 
Free falling like rain drops unto the thirsty earth
Rivulets break cobwebs washing dust prints away
Seeping through a wall of steel formed by time 
Will they raise the dead; roll the stone away?
~*~...

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You say this little book of verse
Is stranger that the rest you’ve seen?
Remember—nothing’s ever worse
Than being born on Hallowe’en.

A poet’s birthday shouldn’t be
A holiday to raise the dead,
And yet my anniversary
Is when the greedy ghouls are fed....

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Waiting with answers
to questions unasked,
a vacuum state appears

Smelling the ozone
feeling its weight,
all time reduced to tears

A newness reborn
a prophecy filled,
the words await unsaid

As what was created
before it was made
—returns to raise the dead 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)...

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Every sound is your body. Call me from the depths.
A bell tolls. And I shiver. Could only be my love.
Raise the dead. Invoke the spirit between us.
A cold wind blows around my shoulders. I only feel your caress.
Lie here next to my living body.
See the world through my jaded eyes.
We can still dream.
I will still hold you....

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God's word is truth
   His word is power.
It has the power to change,
   to create or remove burdens.
How do I know this
'And God said',
God's word is truth,
   and power.
Power enough to shut
   the lion's mouth.
Power enough to raise the dead,
And give new life to old situations.
His truth is our reality and that is
   more than fiction....

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Son,
let your feet be knowing something
and let your voice be knowing something too.
For the time has come 
when rumbling and trembling voices shall cease
so roll your eyes and sway ur lips
with song that are tall and strong.
let it raise the dead to dance 
let it mingle, 
Oh! let it mingle with a million tongued ligthening clatter 
of the drum of mordern time....

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How can I dream again, when I hurt so?
Loathing love within legacies of hate.
Castrated down to the ground 
I am black, I am brown
With no dream willing to participate 
Because deep inside, there's hate
For the black and brown ungodly fate
I can cry, I can die, I can scream
I cannot dream. How does your world seem?
I wish to raise the dead and all the hungry fed.
Then my dreams would come to bed....

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My eyes are playing tricks on me
I cannot believe half of what I see
There is a devil pumpkin head
I feel it can raise the dead

My nose is picking up an odor foul.
Something dead – a mouse or fowl?
There is a devil pumpkin head.
I feel the buzzards can smell the dead.

My heart is beating much too fast.
I wonder how long this craziness will last.
I am terrified of what might be seen.
This is not my favorite Halloween....

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Halloween Night ,
Save your soul .
You'll experience an evil ,
unlike anything ,
you've ever known  .

Ghost and Goblins ,
Witches too  . 
An incantation ,
to raise the dead  .
A potion brewed ,
especially for you  .

There's been ,
a transformation ,
from love to hate  .
You better get down ,
on your knees ,
before it's to late .

You can't run an hide ,
the devils coming for you .
You've lost your soul ,
an you know it's the truth  ....

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He’s got a whole lotta pencil
But he ain’t got no lead
The dude talked a perfect story
She was aroused by what he said

The magic didn’t happen
When she took him to her bed
Although she had great talent
She could not raise the dead

The elevator was broken
It did not reach the top
There was no peak performance
So in the end she had to stop

Boy oh boy he sure was pretty
It was a shame it was a flop
He promised her a fountain
But she didn’t drink a drop...

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When Jesus fed the multitude 
That gathered by the sea 
They came for different reasons 
Whatever their need might be 

Some came for the miracles 
To see Him raise the dead 
Others followed aimlessly 
Just wanting to be fed 

Some were just plain curious 
To see the things they've heard 
But some came for salvation 
And to hear Him preach God's Word 

I know why I will follow Him 
For I know He is God's Son 
We all have different reasons 
Do you know why you have come...

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 it's going to be alright
 it's okay 
And I'm in God's way 
it's going to be alright 
Jesus can heal the land
Raise the Dead 
Wake your soul
Make you whole 
Felease your self
Trust in Christ
 Be baptized birth again
 God is all in all 
But most He's your friend 
He's all you need 
For you can win 
Redeem yourself 
From your sins 
It's okay 
And in God's way 
~
You're going to be all right


5/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020...

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Author Dana Redricks
July 16, 2022

The blood of Jesus has the power to save, and it has the power to raise the dead from the grave. The blood of Jesus shields and protects. The blood of Jesus has the power to heal and deliver. His blood is powerful like a mighty river. It brings joy to our souls. His blood is more than able to heal the brokenhearted. There's nothing more precious than the blood of Jesus Christ, who loved us so much He was willing to suffer and lay down His life for us....

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