Sunday Poems - Poems about Sunday

a good book and my cat cushions and a faux fur throw a nook by the window with a view onto the city park where birds have returned to nest following the harsh winter everyone's come out of hibernation and the cycle begins of rejuvenation life and love ...

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Good Morning! Good Morning! I said. Now I have a good one. Answered a lady, a shop assistant. Sunday morning, I understand you. I said. Yes, it is. But now I feel better. She answered – Morning sunlight shone...

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jam in a sandwich jam upon toast jam in puff pastry jam Sunday roast jam in a donut jam served with fries jam on a cracker jam curry and rice jam mash potato jam in a bowl jam on spare ribs jam casserole jam cheese burger jam and fish jam meat loaf jam sausages jam kebab jam on best ham unfortunately though we’ve run out of jam! ...

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Genghis loves Godshalls turkey bacon for him I fry Sassy wants her butter pancake pieces stack high Love my morning scramble eggs fluffy delight after a morning prayer we satisfy our appetites On my plate some bacon and a pancake or two with a small plate for scramble eggs will nicely do In their dog food bowls pieces of bacon top for...

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your mirth warmed a room....like rich coffee with cinnamon rolls on sundays...

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the chill of a lazy rainy sunday a good book by the fireplace surely this is food for the soul AP: 3rd place 2025 Posted on April 22, 2025...

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Early in the morning Before the sun dawned, Women crept to the garden Asking how to open the tomb, How to see in the gloom What do we say to the guards? The earth shook! Tremors rocked the city walls, Leaves fell like rain, And the guards ran and hid; At the tomb, these...

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Sunday smile is for everyone Who knows friends and friendship. Sunday smile is for someone Whom you share hardship and love. Sunday smile is for yourself Whom you dedicate works all days. Sunday smile for the one you adore Whom you owe life, that is God....

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Beautiful Spring day thankful that he is Risen sin is defeated...

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A polytheist would argue just one God That there are endless guards and many rods given these wards With many temperaments and aims devotion for a supreme being Compassionate gods spread charity, clarity’s light and goodwill Whereas others spread hate, blood still spills Relates—mayhem and darkness The God of the Old Testament unforsaken is the nakedness not ever to turn the other cheek not even for the meek He portrays...

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Lavender gingham dress Teensy tiny cotton checks Laced pinafore with dotted Swiss trim Thick scratchy twirling tulle petticoat Lacy white Sunday school gloves I twirled my dress in my shiny patent leather shoes Feeling enormously pretty...

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Bright light pervades the tomb. Wrappings neatly folded, laid aside. Perfect Son of Man resuscitates; Adorned in power and majesty. Darkness of death irreversibly erased. Salvation in Christ’s sanctified being. Lamb - head-to-heels immaculate. Brilliance of dayspring greets groom. Perfume of heaven saturates atmosphere; The Rose of Sharon satisfies. Lambent Messiah cast off sin. His eyes bear no pain, Nor shade onrushing sun. Intensity of love and...

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Palm branches waving, symbolizing the coming of eternal love:- ...

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Something Sweet I want something sweet Pestered by my brain It’s like a recurring tweet I am trying to refrain Something sticky like toffee A gooey dessert of delight To eat with a cup of coffee Resisting with all my might A chocolate bar or wafer To ease my craving buds Apple would be much safer But it tastes like fairy suds I am waiting for 4 o’clock The...

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My Sunday Morning Reflection: In an attempt to reach my 100-mile goal and to gather inspiration and reaffirmation. As part of this April’s mental and physical reset month. I started walking each day. Typically, my walks have been later in the day as to give these old bones time to loosen up. But this morning I...

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