Easter Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#Easter
This Easter
This Easter
#Easter
#God
#Christian
#spiritual
#heaven
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Becoming New: A Spring Equinox Poem
Spring equinox, a chance for me to renew,
I can grow and change, feel like someone new.
I recognize the patterns and energies,
Learning from them, becoming the best version of me.
I've had lessons that were difficult to bear,
But they taught me my worth and showed me who cares.
I know now that my dreams can come true,
Whether I chase them or not, it's all up to me.
I've set boundaries and know my place,
What I won't accept, I won't embrace.
Becoming the woman of my dreams,
Strong, confident, and completely free.
I cherish those who...
I can grow and change, feel like someone new.
I recognize the patterns and energies,
Learning from them, becoming the best version of me.
I've had lessons that were difficult to bear,
But they taught me my worth and showed me who cares.
I know now that my dreams can come true,
Whether I chase them or not, it's all up to me.
I've set boundaries and know my place,
What I won't accept, I won't embrace.
Becoming the woman of my dreams,
Strong, confident, and completely free.
I cherish those who...
#dreams
#inspirational
#Easter
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She Has Something Special To Share
Just got
a letter from
my sister at Baldwin
Wallace University that
had a picture of her
smiling with books
in hand.
She said
that she can not
wait to see us on Spring
Break. She has something special
to share with us but she
kept it a big
secret.
That huge
surprise is that
she's getting married to
some guy she met at a party
and showed us the ring that
she got when he
proposed.
a letter from
my sister at Baldwin
Wallace University that
had a picture of her
smiling with books
in hand.
She said
that she can not
wait to see us on Spring
Break. She has something special
to share with us but she
kept it a big
secret.
That huge
surprise is that
she's getting married to
some guy she met at a party
and showed us the ring that
she got when he
proposed.
#school
#Easter
#fiction
#lover
#dialogue
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The Shack in the Woods
A little boy wondered into the green woods
Not too far away from the church picnic grounds
For on this Easter egg hunt he wanted all the goods
So he thought he would have to go beyond the bounds
He came upon an old wooden crooked shack
“This is where I might find that egg laying hare”
Thinking this was a special place he never looked back
But the boy didn’t understand this was a witch’s lair
A scraggly old looking woman came outside
And saw the boy much to her surprise and delight
The little boy stared right back at her...
Not too far away from the church picnic grounds
For on this Easter egg hunt he wanted all the goods
So he thought he would have to go beyond the bounds
He came upon an old wooden crooked shack
“This is where I might find that egg laying hare”
Thinking this was a special place he never looked back
But the boy didn’t understand this was a witch’s lair
A scraggly old looking woman came outside
And saw the boy much to her surprise and delight
The little boy stared right back at her...
#Easter
#scary
#witches
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reflections on easter
a haiku fest
i.
trumpet trees with song
fill the earth with winds of change
heaven comes to earth
II.
withered grass his bed
cattle cries for lullabies
royalty restrained
iii.
palm tree branches strewn
where no carpet grass reclines
royal float parade
iv.
gethsemane trees
some with thistle, some with thorn
give so many pains
v.
doggone dogwood tree
stripped of every limb and branch
bearing, stripped, my Lord
vi.
swallowed by the earth ...
i.
trumpet trees with song
fill the earth with winds of change
heaven comes to earth
II.
withered grass his bed
cattle cries for lullabies
royalty restrained
iii.
palm tree branches strewn
where no carpet grass reclines
royal float parade
iv.
gethsemane trees
some with thistle, some with thorn
give so many pains
v.
doggone dogwood tree
stripped of every limb and branch
bearing, stripped, my Lord
vi.
swallowed by the earth ...
#death
#Easter
#God
#LifeChangingMoment
#sacrifice
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the death of death himself
an easter reflection
cut roses from my hand dead at your door,
once-fragrant sentiments withered and lost;
alas! you do not love me anymore:
though i relent, there is no pentecost.
good-friday judgments leave my soul condemned
to bear sharp nails and thorns i scarce have earned;
for innocence you cannot comprehend,
three death-dark days - my breath from me adjourned.
i claim my own, my own receives me not;
a wanderer, no place to lay my head,
through desert-fasting maze and camel's knot
sifted, i hang...
cut roses from my hand dead at your door,
once-fragrant sentiments withered and lost;
alas! you do not love me anymore:
though i relent, there is no pentecost.
good-friday judgments leave my soul condemned
to bear sharp nails and thorns i scarce have earned;
for innocence you cannot comprehend,
three death-dark days - my breath from me adjourned.
i claim my own, my own receives me not;
a wanderer, no place to lay my head,
through desert-fasting maze and camel's knot
sifted, i hang...
#grief
#death
#Easter
#redemption
#sacrifice
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Wicca!
My babuska was a witch
and she always said that
naughty boys became rabbits.
Which would dig tunnels to hell
and hide the chocolate eggs
during Easter at the orders of the devil.
My babuska was very badly behaved
and she wrapped chocolates in gold paper
that boys looked for in the circles of hell.
My babuska was very rich in stories
and punishments and curses to frighten.
In addition, she made delicious cookies.
Shaped like rabbits, shaped like boys
shaped like brooms... covered in chocolate.
My...
and she always said that
naughty boys became rabbits.
Which would dig tunnels to hell
and hide the chocolate eggs
during Easter at the orders of the devil.
My babuska was very badly behaved
and she wrapped chocolates in gold paper
that boys looked for in the circles of hell.
My babuska was very rich in stories
and punishments and curses to frighten.
In addition, she made delicious cookies.
Shaped like rabbits, shaped like boys
shaped like brooms... covered in chocolate.
My...
#childhood
#Easter
#memories
#myself
#witches
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Adieu!
I saw the Easter sky today
Bring her rosy gold to the air
In her old fashioned, wholesome way,
At which I could not help but stare.
And be sure that glance was jaunty,
From the chill of the patio,
As the clouds behaved Bacchante
Amid the twilight evening glow,
For nature seemed to celebrate
Her standard seasonal status...
As a meteorologically great...
Life form breathing apparatus,
Working hard, all the live long day...
Blowing geriatric winter away!
Bring her rosy gold to the air
In her old fashioned, wholesome way,
At which I could not help but stare.
And be sure that glance was jaunty,
From the chill of the patio,
As the clouds behaved Bacchante
Amid the twilight evening glow,
For nature seemed to celebrate
Her standard seasonal status...
As a meteorologically great...
Life form breathing apparatus,
Working hard, all the live long day...
Blowing geriatric winter away!
#Easter
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"BYE NOW"
The pink moon broke on everyone like a wave
Now remembrance follows several days
Of feast and resurrection
We send messages in each other’s direction
Irrigate red eyes with the reliable sea
Softly wipe away our faces and just be
Burn pepperwood leaves and sage
It helps when the passed had a good laugh
And a catch phrase
Now remembrance follows several days
Of feast and resurrection
We send messages in each other’s direction
Irrigate red eyes with the reliable sea
Softly wipe away our faces and just be
Burn pepperwood leaves and sage
It helps when the passed had a good laugh
And a catch phrase
#death
#moon
#Easter
#rhyming
#NaPoWriMo2022
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The Lamb and the Scapegoat
a poem for Easter
A white-chocolate lamb is placed
on a dark-wood table and cracked,
to be eaten in shards by all attendees
gathered in the town hall’s upper chamber,
as about 2,000 years ago
something similar happened.
A white-chocolate lamb is placed
on a dark-wood table and cracked,
to be eaten in shards by all attendees
gathered in the town hall’s upper chamber,
as about 2,000 years ago
something similar happened.
#Easter
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End of the world
End of the world
I looked out the window
and saw it coming.
The thought occurred to me-
to go run and hide in
the basement.
I walked outside
into the street and
looked up at
the sky.
I looked out the window
and saw it coming.
The thought occurred to me-
to go run and hide in
the basement.
I walked outside
into the street and
looked up at
the sky.
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
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Easter Eggs
It’s after church
It went long
You sang a lovely
Easter song
It’s after church
Slip off your dress
I want to feel
Your sweet caress
It’s after church
Don’t make me beg
I spread your legs
Seeking Easter eggs
It went long
You sang a lovely
Easter song
It’s after church
Slip off your dress
I want to feel
Your sweet caress
It’s after church
Don’t make me beg
I spread your legs
Seeking Easter eggs
#sex
#Easter
#religion
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DU Poetry : Easter Seeking Honest Critique Poems