Short Transfiguration Poems

Short Transfiguration Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Transfiguration by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Transfiguration by length and keyword.

heaven's gate opens
angelic music welcomes
souls to paradise

An interpretation of: IV Moderato "Death and Transfiguration" by Richard Strauss
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpFnoHuRVOM

© Tim Ryerson  

And after the strife of this time,
Buried by the glory of the world to come.
Call of transfiguration will ho at us.
Death by then will flee from us.
Elation will be bethroted to us.
Friend of the immortal will we forever be.
     18:01:01:15:16

© Adeyemi Joshua  

Transfiguration

Certain things appear to be triggered
When a person has been transfigured;
A radiance was seen on Jesus's face
After receiving God's glory and grace,
And about all this we were beleaguered. 

Jim Horn

Be sure to read my next poem.

© James Horn  

Transfiguration

It was a day like any other
their weary feet bathed in dust, dirt
a burst of light in the sky
Lord, Elijah, Moses
Captured radiance
Peter awestruck 
heart's ablaze
Faith sealed
light
~*~

Note:  The Transfiguration of Jesus
3rd Place "Jesus and Mary- Easter"

© Audrey Haick  

Transfiguration

Transfiguration

This scriptured event
Is our common experience..
We stand alone
On the mountaintop 
Knowing our Self..
With due respect to our
Teachers standing on our
Left and on our Right..
Standing alone births
The Freedom introduced
By teachers remembered 
But only really known
As we stand alone...

© Charles Coon  

broken bags of water
grimacing skull
upside down
transfiguration
in the green
mountains
estranged ways of pathos
delusional escapade
tropical moon
confessing
in the dark intricate wilderness
of the death valley
red drapes of
memory
parting delicately
she is an angel in disguise
guarding the door
to the hell

© Francis Osho  

Transfiguration

the vultures circle overhead as we burn
awaiting with stoic patience their turn
to feed off residue we need no more
which will soon be washed ashore
thus in the natural order of things 
the caterpillar having grown wings 
looks not back at the dead chrysalis 
for it now sips heavenly nectar of bliss

09-May-2023

© Unseeking Seeker  

Became Beligerent

People near Christ became belligerent
Wondering what transfiguration meant;
Clothing glowed that in He was dressed;
All those around Him were impressed;
Thankful to God His Son had been sent.

Jim Horn

Now on to my next poem which
is the climax for Easter. Wonder
if Easter Egg Hunt is still on for
the White House.

© James Horn  

Transfiguration

I guess, next to actual
transfiguration, writing
is closest I will ever come
to sainthood.  Not that 
everything about me
needs correcting, the 
old nun would scold me
with a suspicious smile – 
for more than once I saw 
her sneak a candy from her
top desk-draw, just before 
lunch, and the Sacrament
of Grace...

I forgave her
with a smile....

© Joe Dimino  

As We Be Breathed

Through night and day, bliss burns our skin
Source of the flame, lies deep within
From inside out, consumed alive 
Transfiguration thus herein

From within this vibrant bliss hive
We feel each throb as heart’s life drive
Inert cells glow, touched by God’s breath
Birthed then thus cause how soul does thrive

05-March-2022

© Unseeking Seeker  

Baptised By Holy Spirit

Baptised in an ethereal vibration,
in as a transfiguration of my soul,
subtle tingling of body cell’s gyration,
signalled intent to make my presence feel whole,
enabled by slow motion bliss serration,
cajoling me to make this game, my life’s goal,
so as ordained, with love and light thus ingrained,
my soul presence frolics in the void unchained.

© Unseeking Seeker  

On the mountain top
He was glorified
His body and clothes
Dimmed the sun
Clouds descended
With Heavenly citizens
Who spoke with Him
We wanted to build
Three new churches
For each of them
But a voice of waters
From within the cloud
Humbled us completely
It exalted the Son
The clouds and citizens
His brightness left
And we followed Him
Back down the mountain

© Leon Stacey  

Bliss Fizz

Soma nectar drips,
as bliss current grips
our heart’s attention,
in jubilation.

Free from narrow doubt,
love begins to sprout,
bursting forth as light,
to our soul’s delight.

Transfiguration 
in celebration
heightens joy quotient,
moment by moment.

Amidst the bliss rise,
unfed ego dies.
That that remains is
as is, a bliss fizz.

20-April-2022

© Unseeking Seeker  

Transfiguration

transfiguration

is a recognition
awaiting each of us..
a recognition
of who we are..

we remember our teachers
on our left and our right
our journeys of searching 
in past times..

searching the world for 
peace past understanding
that only comes with recognition
of who we truly are..

arriving now.. directly.. 
effortlessly.. as that which
has always been there
embracing our journey...

© Charles Coon  

No apologies
No criticism
Significant abhorrence
Distorted transfiguration
Angsty mornings
Disheavled evenings
Annoyance , frustration , disdain .
Paradoxial inception
Analytical depression
Muffled whispers
Defunct agression
Ultimate paranoia
Unconsciously decisive
Submissive arguments
Disoriented contortion
Twirling whirlwind of suppression
Tumult of words
In finalè 
Pure satured composure guided by 
motives of predestined animosity

© Amanda Miller  

Fixation of war engulfs the world
To take another person's land in the darkness
Dragging the life force out of good
Shoving change down another's throat
Creating equality that isn't pure or from the heart
Never to return in the womb of new life
Bowing heads of mercy slaughters
No peace of mind
No rest for the wicked
The body of the mortal shell shattered
The light of transfiguration will fade to nothing
The souls within hardens and humility will be long gone

© Marqese Dabbs  

Fire of spirit burns like a storm unsealed
Cold essence of celestial field
The soul’s destinies divine has wheeled
Eye of beautiful girl reflect flames like a shield

The fires drown in abyss of those eyes
Where gift of nonlinearity lies
Tomorrow never dies
And future’s children look beyond skies

The storm rages through end of time
The untouchable visage of nonlinearity makes it sublime
The transfiguration of soul is in prime
As mind boggling imaginations is divine pastime

© Patrycjusz Kopec