Easter Poems
#Easter
Easter poems offering a range of different perspectives on Easter, from spiritual poems about pagan rebirth or Christian resurrection, to poetry about chocolate egg consumerism. Easter poems about religion, nature and new beginnings.
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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sleepless
sleepless
The night dances on his pupils
burning bright towards the morning
A brain that has no brakes
first gear is of no help
Restless wandering through childhood
when did it all go wrong?
The future lacks meaning
leads to another tomorrow
Butterflies in the glade, once he was one of them
Promises not kept
Now he is the only one left.
The dell is a housing estate built for the poor
who has no choice?
Pretty butterflies turn into a moths
The night is the only thing you have got
consciousness is harmful and...
The night dances on his pupils
burning bright towards the morning
A brain that has no brakes
first gear is of no help
Restless wandering through childhood
when did it all go wrong?
The future lacks meaning
leads to another tomorrow
Butterflies in the glade, once he was one of them
Promises not kept
Now he is the only one left.
The dell is a housing estate built for the poor
who has no choice?
Pretty butterflies turn into a moths
The night is the only thing you have got
consciousness is harmful and...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
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Doodah! Line Six
#Easter
#Halloween
#MothersDay #cars
#MothersDay #cars
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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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our burden
Humanities burden
Something nihilistic is churning on my mind what if strife is embedded in our psyche
normality is war punctuated by peace; the peace is prosperous but wallowing in
the softness concern of womanly interest love of dogs, making them into soft toys.
This somnambulistic existence brought no inventions and humanity, thanks to
the low birthrate was dying out.
Nature took charge and brought on the devastation the will to survive took priority.
To endure, we had to forgo lax options and be aggressive even if it meant inventing
the...
Something nihilistic is churning on my mind what if strife is embedded in our psyche
normality is war punctuated by peace; the peace is prosperous but wallowing in
the softness concern of womanly interest love of dogs, making them into soft toys.
This somnambulistic existence brought no inventions and humanity, thanks to
the low birthrate was dying out.
Nature took charge and brought on the devastation the will to survive took priority.
To endure, we had to forgo lax options and be aggressive even if it meant inventing
the...
#Easter
#Christmas
#MothersDay #apocalypse
#MothersDay #apocalypse
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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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DU Poetry : Easter Poems