Jesus christ Poems
The Last Crawfish Supper
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
What if Jesus had been from New Orleans...
Would we see y’all throughout the Bible...
What if the last supper had been a crawfish boil...
With Mardi Gras Indians dancing all tribal...
What if the New Orleans Saints were really from heaven...
Would they have never lost a game...
What if the referees’ calls were truthful...
Would the playoff outcome have been the same...
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When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
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My Crown of Thorns
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
You often ask me to be humble…
To comply as I endure so much pain…
I do so to please you, My Heavenly Father…
Unconditionally, without refrain…
As we are so often tempted…
By evilness with fiery horns…
Oh, Father, not my will, but thine be done…
As I sit here with my crown of thorns…
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It’s A New Day!
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Good morning world...
It’s a new day...
The Sun has risen...
If we allow ourselves to live in the moment...
If we allow ourselves to receive the gift that nature offers us each and every morning...
It’s a new day...
The sky is clear...
The birds are chirping...
If we allow ourselves to leave yesterday behind us...
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Ashes To Ashes
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
I love my Jewish girlfriend
And the similarities of our beliefs...
While we are both spiritual by nature
We know Jesus didn’t wear briefs...
We sometimes disagree on principle
But the basics we believe to be true...
The Golden Rule is the best of all:
Treat others as you want them to treat you...
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When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
......
Santa Was Never Real, That Is The Fact
by Christen Kuikoua
In Bethlehem's manger, a humble abode,
A savior was born, the son of our God.
No sleigh bells, no reindeer, just a star shining bright,
Guiding the wise men through the tranquil night.
A babe in a stable, no grandeur or gold,
Yet His story through ages, a timeless unfold.
Not Santa with his beard of snowy white,
But Jesus, born beneath the starry light.
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Jesus Christ (Haiku)
by MBJ PANCRAS
God in human form
To redeem man from Satan
By His sacrifice.
My Crown of Thorns
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
You often ask me to be humble…
To comply as I endure so much pain…
I do so to please you, My Heavenly Father…
Unconditionally, without refrain…
As we are so often tempted…
By evilness with fiery horns…
Oh, Father, not my will, but thine be done…
As I sit here with my crown of thorns…
......
The Last Crawfish Supper
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
What if Jesus had been from New Orleans...
Would we see y’all throughout the Bible...
What if the last supper had been a crawfish boil...
With Mardi Gras Indians dancing all tribal...
What if the New Orleans Saints were really from heaven...
Would they have never lost a game...
What if the referees’ calls were truthful...
Would the playoff outcome have been the same...
......
