Easter Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#Easter
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
21st Apr 2025 3:55am
21st Apr 2025 3:55am
Easter
Late night poetry --
Inertia has struck again
or maybe it's just the chocolate
or the comfort of this couch
Sitting with all my kids
and their significant others
watching - of all things -
The Prince of Egypt.
They always loved the humour
the animation
the music...
I made them come to church
for the last time today.
I don't expect belief or reverence
-- don't have much of that myself --
They're finding their own
versions of faith now
maybe
Just wanted them to remember
the...
Inertia has struck again
or maybe it's just the chocolate
or the comfort of this couch
Sitting with all my kids
and their significant others
watching - of all things -
The Prince of Egypt.
They always loved the humour
the animation
the music...
I made them come to church
for the last time today.
I don't expect belief or reverence
-- don't have much of that myself --
They're finding their own
versions of faith now
maybe
Just wanted them to remember
the...
#Easter
#family
#religion
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6 Comments
Sirgoodgame
Poem Published
20th Apr 2025 8:41pm
20th Apr 2025 8:41pm
What really happened on Easter
Happy Easter everyone! A poem by Mike Patota
The hare was faster than the tortoise! He was smarter than the tortoise! The rabbit didn't win the race because he did this on purpose. He wasn't just wise. He wasn't just smart. He made it to the finish line to work on his art. He took all of his eggs out of his basket. Painted them accordingly with patience and skillfully from practice. He always knew the turtle would win. As a matter of fact they would talk before the race would begin. They didn't wager or make a bet. They didn't argue or even fret. They both knew what had to be...
The hare was faster than the tortoise! He was smarter than the tortoise! The rabbit didn't win the race because he did this on purpose. He wasn't just wise. He wasn't just smart. He made it to the finish line to work on his art. He took all of his eggs out of his basket. Painted them accordingly with patience and skillfully from practice. He always knew the turtle would win. As a matter of fact they would talk before the race would begin. They didn't wager or make a bet. They didn't argue or even fret. They both knew what had to be...
#Easter
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 9:20am
1st Aug 2024 9:20am
vanishing world
the vanishing
My fingers itch to write, not about the moon
is a balloon, the title of David Nivens book
if you remember, he was the first James Bond
I refuse to turn on the news, a big ship is
in trouble, setting to sea in stormy weather
on the coast of Norway to give amateur
sailors a thrill and upset stomachs
I have read the news in one of Britain's most
famous newspaper, Palestine wants NATO
to protect them, NATO says they can't because
Palestine is not a member of the alliance
although they bombed Libya, mainly for...
My fingers itch to write, not about the moon
is a balloon, the title of David Nivens book
if you remember, he was the first James Bond
I refuse to turn on the news, a big ship is
in trouble, setting to sea in stormy weather
on the coast of Norway to give amateur
sailors a thrill and upset stomachs
I have read the news in one of Britain's most
famous newspaper, Palestine wants NATO
to protect them, NATO says they can't because
Palestine is not a member of the alliance
although they bombed Libya, mainly for...
#Easter
#MothersDay
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0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
1st Jul 2024 6:29pm
1st Jul 2024 6:29pm
we who loved America
We who loved America (second part)
I enjoyed America and remember touring
a Sunday outside Houston (Texas), met in a café
a group of openly armed, elderly men
they were courteous people one could meet
I understood guns have cultural meaning
in America, we in Europe don't understand
I remember a saying, "A country where the populace
is armed, people are polite."
I stayed on the ship longer than needed but had
to go home and get educated, I studied management
and later ran a restaurant
I was never at ease in my...
I enjoyed America and remember touring
a Sunday outside Houston (Texas), met in a café
a group of openly armed, elderly men
they were courteous people one could meet
I understood guns have cultural meaning
in America, we in Europe don't understand
I remember a saying, "A country where the populace
is armed, people are polite."
I stayed on the ship longer than needed but had
to go home and get educated, I studied management
and later ran a restaurant
I was never at ease in my...
#apocalypse
#Christmas
#Easter #MothersDay
#Easter #MothersDay
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Pishashee
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 11:03pm
29th Mar 2024 11:03pm
Ambrosia Emotion
Early in the morning,
Early in the morning,
I had the thought
of sweet ambrosia.
Like a daily psalm
found in the Café Poem.
Tacked to a wall
where there was much
discussion on my mother.
An Easter morning long forgotten
and all that was poured in it.
The thought disappears into my sinew,
my sinew opens with the sweet aroma.
The aroma keeps burrow deep in my bones.
Early in the morning,
I had the thought
of sweet ambrosia.
Like a daily psalm
found in the Café Poem.
Tacked to a wall
where there was much
discussion on my mother.
An Easter morning long forgotten
and all that was poured in it.
The thought disappears into my sinew,
my sinew opens with the sweet aroma.
The aroma keeps burrow deep in my bones.
#mother
#Easter
#tradition
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3 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
26th Feb 2024 11:49pm
26th Feb 2024 11:49pm
Dust Bunnies
The Easter holiday will be here soon. I thought I'd set some dust bunnies out as decorations. Their really not too hard to find. Just look under the beds and furniture there's usually some hiding there. Cute little gray dust bunnies and they multiply so quickly.
#Easter
#holiday
#LifeAsAWriter
161 reads
9 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
8th Dec 2023 7:26pm
8th Dec 2023 7:26pm
Europs cold heart
Europe's cold heart
Evening storm, brown leaves, torn torn lose from
the mother tree blows heather and dither, if lucky, lands huddled in a backyard corner
I think of Macron, yes him, the president of France
is extolling globalization, I gather his idea, is a place
where French society, is a norm followed by lesser nation
No, thank you, the world too manifolded for that
Champs Elycee is not the navel of the natural event
if anything it, is a construct made by old power and money
I'm a...
Evening storm, brown leaves, torn torn lose from
the mother tree blows heather and dither, if lucky, lands huddled in a backyard corner
I think of Macron, yes him, the president of France
is extolling globalization, I gather his idea, is a place
where French society, is a norm followed by lesser nation
No, thank you, the world too manifolded for that
Champs Elycee is not the navel of the natural event
if anything it, is a construct made by old power and money
I'm a...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
7th Sep 2023 11:12am
7th Sep 2023 11:12am
Europe
Today's Europa
Flooding in Spain, the rain that didn't fall on the plain
spilt over in towns and cities mainly because fallen rain
had nowhere to go as so much ground was covered in asphalt and concrete.
The Western world's constant interfering in Middle Eastern countries has led to a flood of people from these
countries are knocking on Europa's door.
Some refugees are more welcome than others, say the
Ukrainians 15 million of them, one understands that many, or most of them, are men fleeing military service
or avoiding a war where they are...
Flooding in Spain, the rain that didn't fall on the plain
spilt over in towns and cities mainly because fallen rain
had nowhere to go as so much ground was covered in asphalt and concrete.
The Western world's constant interfering in Middle Eastern countries has led to a flood of people from these
countries are knocking on Europa's door.
Some refugees are more welcome than others, say the
Ukrainians 15 million of them, one understands that many, or most of them, are men fleeing military service
or avoiding a war where they are...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
22nd May 2023 10:19am
22nd May 2023 10:19am
civilian casualty
Civilian casualty
All wars are bad, but wars can be stopped
if there is will seek peace, which there is not
the civilians in Ukraine must suffer more.
How many non-combatants are killed in this
Russian versus NATO and the USA we don’t know
but the number of dead seems relatively small
when so much has been bombed to destruction.
It appears to me that weekly, more
Palestinians are killed by the so-called IDF than
Ukrainian civilians.
But this toll is met with silence since Israel has
been sanctified by Brussels by no other than ...
All wars are bad, but wars can be stopped
if there is will seek peace, which there is not
the civilians in Ukraine must suffer more.
How many non-combatants are killed in this
Russian versus NATO and the USA we don’t know
but the number of dead seems relatively small
when so much has been bombed to destruction.
It appears to me that weekly, more
Palestinians are killed by the so-called IDF than
Ukrainian civilians.
But this toll is met with silence since Israel has
been sanctified by Brussels by no other than ...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay
#apocalypse
#aliens
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oskar
Poem Published
20th May 2023 12:22pm
20th May 2023 12:22pm
a warning
A warning
National day, every country has one, when they are allowed
to wave their flags, get drunk, and indulge in latent xenophobia
When the people (otherwise kept in the dark) are allowed
to think they are the free people, the most democratic
the beautiful people in the whole world.
These free people, full of propaganda, not seeing they are sold
down the river to the encroaching fascism in Europe
This country that wants to see a green and pleasant land
wants to eradicate petrol-driven cars and replace them
with electric-driven cars...
National day, every country has one, when they are allowed
to wave their flags, get drunk, and indulge in latent xenophobia
When the people (otherwise kept in the dark) are allowed
to think they are the free people, the most democratic
the beautiful people in the whole world.
These free people, full of propaganda, not seeing they are sold
down the river to the encroaching fascism in Europe
This country that wants to see a green and pleasant land
wants to eradicate petrol-driven cars and replace them
with electric-driven cars...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
10th May 2023 11:30am
10th May 2023 11:30am
Palestine
Palestine
Hamas fighters, the brave men and women who
fights for a free Palestine have been killed in the Gaza Strip
together with wives and children.
And once again, Israel sinks in our estimate to a criminal state
this Jewish-occupied land lives on hatred and only exists
for the benefit of their own tribe and has nothing else to offer
in a world where the everlasting guilt of the Holocaust makes
the world is silent to atrocities committed in its hallowed name.
when the American gun culture, the right to wear arms kills
dozens in...
Hamas fighters, the brave men and women who
fights for a free Palestine have been killed in the Gaza Strip
together with wives and children.
And once again, Israel sinks in our estimate to a criminal state
this Jewish-occupied land lives on hatred and only exists
for the benefit of their own tribe and has nothing else to offer
in a world where the everlasting guilt of the Holocaust makes
the world is silent to atrocities committed in its hallowed name.
when the American gun culture, the right to wear arms kills
dozens in...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
297 reads
1 Comment
anna_grin
ANNAN
ANNAN
Poem Published
18th Apr 2023 00:05am
18th Apr 2023 00:05am
no prisoners
dear god spin round
oh you have too many faces
made in the image of
unworthy
i fear for
both
please die my love
and keep us safe
i knew not
and did he ever
think
sometimes
the child drowns
and the witch floats
sometimes
the eyes smile
sometimes
they
fade
it is the city i fear
it is my home
it is my body i fear
it is the look in their eyes
it is the infectious
and o
abuses
of this ragged tongue
that...
oh you have too many faces
made in the image of
unworthy
i fear for
both
please die my love
and keep us safe
i knew not
and did he ever
think
sometimes
the child drowns
and the witch floats
sometimes
the eyes smile
sometimes
they
fade
it is the city i fear
it is my home
it is my body i fear
it is the look in their eyes
it is the infectious
and o
abuses
of this ragged tongue
that...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
456 reads
2 Comments
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