Short Resurrected Poems
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Their simmering passion boil over
Their love, a fading ember
Fully resurrected
Date written and posted: 04/14/2019
Blackened smoldering
Wood rising steam hazy sun
Autumn dew dripping
Blooming flower brilliant red
Resurrected from the dead.
Sipped one Pabst
Sobriety lapsed
Resolve collapsed
Resurrected
His checkered past
His fiancé aghast
Once more, outcast
disciples blessed by resurrected Lord--see Him ascend to Heaven
January 27, 2019, entered in Kim Rodrigues's Heavenly Monoku Contest
W who can live without it?
A. a lifelong need
T. tasteless odorless vibrant and alive
E. elemental essential elixir
R. refreshing resurrected replenished
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Ending
Of lentern endeAvour
Cross Shaped suffering
The resurrected breath of ChrisT
So Everyone is saved by the
Returning
Jesus,
My Messiah,
Resurrected from death
His mercy without boundaries
He lives
CROSS BEARING WINTER TREES
In winter daylight,
Falling leaves carpet the ground:
Snow carpets the leaves:-
But the trees are not worried:
Resurrected leaves shall spring:-
The only thing necessary
for the triumph of evil
is for good men
to do nothing.
Edmund Burke 1795.
Elizabeth alexander 15/3/2016
this deserves to be resurrected.
Taken down from the cross
Buried in the tomb
And three days later
Resurrected from the dead,
Christ, the Son of God.
W.A. CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2017.
Jesus Christ Resurrected.
:The beginning of blissfulness.
:The origin of eternal, soundless
Love.
:The genesis of unwavering,
unending forgiveness.
:The source of immortal Soul.
GOD’S TIMETABLE
If you did believe
you’d be resurrected to life
you’d thank GOD today
June 13, 2019
Contest: Magicicada 13 or i7
Sponsor: Maureen Mc Greavy
Jesus Was Resurrected
Remember when Jesus was resurrected,
As His Father commanded and directed;
God is His Guide;
Nothing to hide;
Back in heaven both of them are connected.
Jim Horn
Intangible longing
Of a fullish heart
For things past
That have been lost
To the sands of time
Never to be reborn
Never to be revisited
Gone
Dead
Past away
Never to be resurrected
Our souls are connected
Because of the resurrected
Our hearts beat together
Because of something better
Our voices are synchronized
Because we realize
We all are One
Because of the Son
I am alive!
Resurrected, refined, defined, I am new
I am loved!
Wanted, needed, treasured, I belong
I am home!
In his mind, heart, life, his soul
I am here!
Alive, in love, at home, right now
Birds sing their waking
Silence dead and gone
Aurora rays pierce the sky
Resurrected dawn
Sunlight drips to your lashes
Slides down to your nose
Your eyes glow in the early light
like a morning rose.
Losing you, rescued my spirit.
Like a Phoenix rising from ashes,
I caught fire from all the second chances.
I spread my wings and fly
A mystic flight of oblivion
and only lingering embers of saudade.
And it has been called
For a better day
With a new Reclamation
Where a new foundation
Has been Resurrected
In hopes' that our dreams'
And aspirations' may become
A Caldron'
For the mercy of God!
GF
a roughened garden
devil's claw over blossom
stones like dominoes
estate sale today
fingering through memories
grief cold uncaring
sold to the future
children bouncing on the grass
laughter resurrected
I
Why not love God, rather than people, too: the love of Creatures is the way to The Creator
II
Wesley's hymns include: "Heavenly Adam, Life Divine,/change my nature into Thine,"/ : Risen Jesus is The Perfect Adam.
The sun rose on a glorious sight.
Jesus arose amidst shining light.
Angels came down and rolled the stone away.
Christ was resurrected- O Happy Day!
He said, “Destroy this body and
The third day I will raise it once more.”
A kitten
Living in a discarded box
November
grease covers his pink paws.
Under my sister's deck.
I stood shivering
on the permafrost.
So thin
fur matted from the dirt
Remember
a bus ride home.
hiding under my coat.
the bones of this love
have been resurrected
green are they
but only of mold and mildew
leave my bones in the earth she said
seek the mallow marrow
reach for the softly beating passion
that opens closed buds
find me there
In italian “winkle” is like a verb
Imperative exhorting then to win
Exalting thus the strength of the nice herb.
If in winter looks like it's dry within
You see it back with its sky blue flowers
And quite sudden resurrected has been.