PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

-saiom shriver-

How majestic How sublime That out of muck and mud and slime God makes
lemons and God makes limes.
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Oh Julie .. God's sun is shining She's now grapevining On her blooms, bees are dining
and the grove tree now with light she's underlining (to J Lynch)
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Out of the pain of hell so low..
was born of goodbye the sweetest hello
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the bee the purple blooms did rape .. and now there
are sweet violet grapes
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Jesus said 'greater power shall I give to you'.... the power to be resurrecters.....
only confining thoughts can limit our actions
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a fallen petal of a purple rose fell onto the clover... I thought until I spied
it was a butterfly.. who unfolded her wings and flew up high
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Glass shatters.. neath sunfire.. each shard reflecting his orb entire
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The Great Lord can behind him twirl... vast universe' gyrating
swirl... that his rebellious insurection
.... become his glorious resurrection
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No lid for the cups of sunlemony buttercups..
they

just infold to escape night cold..
but in the morn... once again unrolled...
once again their cheery chalices of gold do dewy dawn hold
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One upright responsible pier pillar after another yields in the night to the
hegemony of the flowing tide.
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Those who took opposition roles...
were midwives of her strengthened soul
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The sun arises and rouses the rose. In raspberries,
His arisen rays are rose.
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A wee teardrop reflects a star. The tears dry.. remain the stars.
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Meet the sea the icebergs melted
.. and now reflect the sunrise molten
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Every dawn a straight rainbow of promise is on the horizon
...heralding each heartsun's rising.
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As resoldered metal is stronger than when first forged,
so the resurrected are paradoxically more perfect than
the Godcreated original
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The soul's essence is ever in God's presence, unharmed by
fires of body creation or the ashes of cremation.
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He was so loved by all creatures that when it rained
a cloud served as his umbrella.
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Filling every inch of the line of floodcracked cement
is a thread of velvetjade moss
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In the empty chalice of the rivercarved grand canyon
dawn has drawn with gold pink orange light crayons.
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Candle flame fear not results if you ignite
the snuffed candle's reborn light.
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As a clock with no hands can register time as the sun
plays across its face, so Spirit needs no body in order
to manifest its power.
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The apple tree's each barren branch.. burst to
wands of blooming blanch
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At the base of the birdfeeding pole, a perfect circle frames
it... the lace trace of birdprints, as they ate the
seeds which had a precipitous fall
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God the Divine Genie is waiting in the bottles of all hearts
to answer wishes.
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On Ararat rests the ark. A rainbow is born in the dark.
Out of silence bursts the joyful song of the lark.
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Night swallows
the swallows' trails
and swallowtails.
Dawnfire
resurrects them entire.
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The Japanese beetle sews
eyelets in the rose.
Sweet wee weevils turn
lilacs to lilace.

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