Religion Winter Poems

In Japan, people make a Spring pilgrimage
They go to pay homage to cherry blossoms
When the earth nods its head
When the sun warms its forehead
It causes...

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How did you become featherless
Angels are always blessed and do bless
Standing too close to the fire
Devil got me in a crossfire
Make sure you always tell...

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At Stonehenge poised for morn in deepest darkness,
We beckon Lady Ceridwen, our Goddess Crone,
And mark Samhain’s quiet constant stillness,
To death in Yule we walk with...

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Does heaven have an address, a specific place in time?
Could it possibly be expressed with dance, song or maybe rhyme?

Will it be here on Earth,...

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Winters night
Here we sit on a cold winters night
The fire burns bright 
we watched as the flames dance 
create illusions of life
Secret dreams and Demons...

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WINTERS HOUSE 
Black, bare in despair 
alone to nowhere 
On a corner crossroads to everywhere
Sits a house half-forgotten 
a house full of itself and memories
Dark...

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A stupor born from a haze of deceit,
My longing is requisite and tasteless.
Redeem the worth of another fool’s charm,
Who am I to append fate and...

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Today I write just for you                                       ...

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There are many questions in life,                                    but not...

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In this Ordinary Swoon
by Michael R. Burch

In this ordinary swoon
as I pass from life to death,
I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;
I feel...

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God
will wait
on this day                     ...

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Isaiah I Want,                      ...

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Alone I sit and watch the snow
Its sound disturbs my sleeping cat
A soft, low hum so powerful
It dampens any care or woe.
Though I love the...

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If that strange patience could regenerate
In stark twilight, to an alien race,
What common Lord could the disloyal have?
No deadly forfeit, no dumb child-king,
No sudden chill...

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Plenty of sleep, no more tv, the wars in the Middle East
are resource wars, disguised as religious debates.
So Dad would say.

A beautiful winter day, hunting
season....

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