Trumpet Poems - Poems about Trumpet

...Joshua 6:15 NIV? [15] On the seventh day, they got up at daybreak and marched around the city seven times in the same manner, except that on that day they circled the city seven times. ?Joshua 6:2......Read the rest...

...Ella Fitzgerald (1917 – 1996) In the midst of stale fog – Is it day or night? The dimmed dishevelled lights don’t give a bass clef Whilst notes made syncopated love at the bar A tsunami of dis......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I met the lord of spring today cloaked in spotted red. Upon my windowsill, he's still stretching from his bed. They trumpet for his return th......Read the rest...

...True Story We were there in the beginning with the Father and His son, His Spirit all around us… in a world all of our own.The other angels, spiritual beings, created just like you and me, were o......Read the rest...

...Try mumbo jumbo chicken gumbo soup saith dumbo Yours truly an unfortunate hostage within *****sapien zoo presenting poetic hodge podge and mish mash to you looking for unwitting subject(s) to......Read the rest...

... Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun. Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun. The peo......Read the rest...

...When fish becomes bird It's perfect super science The last trumpet heard.......Read the rest...

...i bear the scars of Roman rage punishment for my belief the scholars will not turn a page without my sorrow and my grief for I am here, the prophet's claims a once mentioned Witness to the pa......Read the rest...

...Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowled......Read the rest...

...Enthusiasm, a fickle friend, Illumining the soul, or chasing an end. A trumpet call to start the race, Run with heart, or without a face. Honoring the master’s call alarming, Or setting the ......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay I can touch the rhythm of your beats, and sense the chirpy throb; the music streams it currents to my pulse, the hair on my skin rises, the trumpet ricochets, filling the roo......Read the rest...

...Easter as interpreted by one... rebated, rebelled, rebirthed, rebooted, and rebuked courtesy one ill shod Unitarian atheist, who means NOT to affect any sacrilegious fallout nor offend devo......Read the rest...

...Mom Poem Lionel Derbyshire Where is my metal When i am weak Where is my coastline From the deep... Where is the fountainhead Of our parenthood Her heart is never A padlock She rubs my ea......Read the rest...

...????John 10:14-15 NIV?? [14] “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— [15] just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep. [17] The r......Read the rest...

... Amidst the Sacred Seas where the Holy Temple Dwells There, Where Truth Propels like Ocean Swells Where Forces Of Nature Know No Bounds Infinite Drifting Divine Grounds, A Coat Of Armor f......Read the rest...