Eyes That Look Up
At Golgotha I looked up, and saw three crosses, framed against the sky!
In memory from birth creation, God immortalized, day his son would die!
Behold, look up, view appearance, a complete parhelion, three 'suns'!
God has written, the Holy Trinity, Christ’s complete victory in the sky!
Christ died for you like a dog, fear mock God not, view sun dogs in the sky!
White arcs circles crossing heaven sky, God has painted sun dogs in the sky!
What you ridicule God, yes two were thieves, Christ died among thieves!
Stand forth self righteous man, did you never sin, saved is he who believes!
What God would not paint thieves, upon heavenly sky, as bright as his son?
Observe mocker of divine laws! Take proud blasphemy! Lost sinner run!
A Miracle For Good Friday! Three suns shine in blue sky! Two rainbows!
God said his rainbow was to remember sin! Sin of two thieves like a flood!
Two rainbows! Their backs turned toward each other! Now I ask you why!
Two thieves must look away! Glory of God cannot behold! View then die!
Two rainbows! Almost touching true halo sun! Homage to purity of Christ!
Christ said touch me not! Rainbow ends pointed away from purity of Christ!
Behold with your own eyes! Truth God Painted! As a witness in his sky!
Behold fearful answer to your question! After a while disappears two suns!
Two rainbows disappeared! In Heaven! Only halo one true sun remained!
In blue sky the other two suns! Were never as bright! One True sun reigned!
For purity time! All three suns were clearly visible! Immortalized in the sky!
Beheld was Prophesied Time! A Crucified Time! A Prophesied End-Time!
Their ends pointed away from each other! Into Future Past Present Time!
Sin forgiven for all who believe! Truth God Painted! A witness in the sky!
At Golgotha I looked up, and saw three crosses, framed against the sky!
In memory from birth creation, God immortalized, day his son would die!
Behold, look up, view appearance, a complete parhelion, three 'suns'!
God has written, the Holy Trinity, Christ’s complete victory in the sky!
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
See also the poems ‘Three Crosses Framed Against The Sky’ and ‘God Painted Memory Crucifixion’.
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Three Crosses Framed Against The Sky
At Golgotha I looked up,
and saw three crosses,
framed against the sky!
In memory from birth creation,
God omnipotent immortalized,
this day his sinless son would die!
Behold, believers look up,
view symbolic appearance,
complete vision parhelion,
three witness bearing 'suns'!
God omniscient has written,
omnipresent Holy Trinity,
Christ’s complete victory
in perpetuity in canvas sky!
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
See also the poems ‘Eyes That Look Up’ and ‘God Painted Memory Crucifixion’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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God Painted Memory Crucifixion
How did God
paint sacred memory
Crucifixion in his
Laws upon the Sky?
God created
parhelion to
paint memory
Crucifixion in
his scientific Laws
upon the Sky!
Even the name
parhelion means
'beside the sun'
hear symbolic
phrase
reminds us
of two thieves
who died
beside God’s
True Son!
At Golgotha I looked up,
and saw three crosses,
framed against the sky!
Jesus for our sins did die!
Two thieves
always to
the side,
never above
or below,
halo true sun.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
See also the poems ‘Eyes That Look Up’ and ‘Three Crosses Framed Against The Sky’.
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The City of Golgotha
The City of Golgotha
Striped earlier on the back, adorned with a nest crown,
The Romans cannot be said to be fair, the Jews can be said to be wicked.
I pray ye, they know not what they do.
People watching my despair; the repair I strive to purchase at the hand of glory of my father in heave-their father since old times.
Golgotha is my city of condemnation, their city of salvation.
When the son of man rises again, when the Holy Spirit takes over Golgotha shall less matter.
When man is saved Golgotha might be a city to remember.
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Dustbowl of Reflection
birth right moves to reach out our ideals,
the navel of the past resemble to find the
venture of every Cherry Blossom flower
to blown out away from the Siberian
winter
hurdle the beautiful landscaping of
Mt. Fuji that crushes the fertile valley of
China's most magnificent wonder of
beauty
the limitless aura of our inner passion,
move every stages of life to capture and
conquer the gift that heart desire and the
beauty of once the heart adore, where
the beginning of birth satisfy its reflection
of time
leave nothing but a pleasure to finish the
promise of creation, the make over of
what life is made for its purpose, for in
every stream of water, comes from every
drops of rain in the clouds
look up, as the grass grown, neither its
breathe have catches the wind to blew
down to the hell, as the clouds surf the
ground to grow, for what ever it sow, the
hands hold
make the day be the call to pursue every
hope and let the memories be a part of the
rain that pour the river and stream, for
only in you the whole creation is complete
behold God's creation......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Blessed be His Children
Blessed be a child of God
Who upon birth looked wide eyed
Who looked at his creation
And are humbled and amazed
Blessed be the children
Innocent and pure
For they know nothing of race
Religion
Sex
Class
Or nation
For they view each thing as a new miracle
O pity the children
Who left the womb
Who entered the world that feeds off sin
That teaches hate
That limps as it slowly dies
O pity the children
For they will not be pure for long
poem by Michael Silver
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The Joke At Golgotha
try going to golgotha
and see
if you can find a joke there
try your wits and humour
on skulls
and carcass
and crosses and
crucifixions
yes the carcass
funny
you can see her ass.
(ha ha ha)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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JESUS (In Our Lives)
In the manger
The hay
His birth
Our hope.
In Golgotha
The cross
His death
Our forgiveness.
His birth
His passion
Death and resurrection
Our Salvation.
_mAia_
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9: 30pm
poem by Maia Padua
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Sown Into Earth Adoration Love
there is no wilderness
when hearts return
home to primeval welcome
of landscapes echoing
with creation echoes
accept sun's rising
dawn accept sun's morning
light dew drops sparkling
accept stirs of all creatures
singing harmony of species
life purposes held weighted
in balance high noon behold
breeze wondering afternoon
mystical wanderings stretching
into sunset yellow red ribbons
spanning warm horizon
embraced light behold
night spun with myriads
of stars singing
cosmic galaxies
birth growth expansion
harmonies behold
smooth moon kissing
love song creation
sown
into earth
adoration love
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Discriminate Not
Discriminate not
Physical prowess
External appearance
Wealth age colour
Birth merit learning
Place time moment.
Purity and transparency
Be looked in to
Sentiment be
Taken in to account.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Just Not There
Some folks don't and wont get it.
What has been said to them or done.
A thorough and complete programming instilled...
Has been fed and eaten,
By nearly everyone.
What some may see as bleak...
As their false foundations have been shakened,
From beneath their feet.
Others view this as opportunities to dismiss conflicts.
To begin to fix those divisions that have kept folks hiding,
Behind nonsense and their foolishness.
But some folks don't and wont get it.
What has been said to them or done.
A thorough and complete programming instilled...
Has been fed and eaten.
By nearly everyone.
And the ones who have awakened,
With a consciousness prepared.
Are very reluctant to share what is known!
Since a clarity in the eyes of most...
Is just not there!
With a promise it is coming to be shown,
To make an appearance anywhere!
Anytime,
Soon!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Memory (Thy Shall)
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
So delicate it may break.
A memory so lost,
So unwanted it tears apart,
Until it dies,
It shall go back to thy start.
A powerful memory it may be,
Or a memory that shall be overlooked,
Thy one shall let it see,
How thy memory is like a book.
But how powerful thy memory is,
It has to be stronger than a good memory,
A memory that has passion and feeling,
A memory that has greatness and becoming myself, I, and me.
Until that kind of memory is shown,
Thy memory shall be looked upon near and far,
Thy memory shall be kept hidden,
Until it shall be who we are.
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
so delicate it may break.
poem by Alicia Meyers
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The Dream Called Life
So it began with a flash of beams,
And they all thought it was just a mare dream.
Hoping to wake up one day,
And see that it was just a play.
But in the awaken of the sunrise,
Gave rise to something worth more than price.
It all started with a dream from heaven,
All it took was several days numbering up to seven.
To get this amazing dream on,
Even if it's still lukewarm.
Then came the birth of the stars,
And believe me it never remained dead like mars.
The dream kept on going,
And so like the air it kept on moving.
Until it got still for a while,
When it exploded like a missile.
And there it stood behold and begotten,
The finest of all creation from heaven.
A creation never seen before,
Never thought or heard of before.
And next was a breath of life,
A breath that's stronger than life.
A breath that brought about evolution,
A breath of divine resolution.
A breath that filled the lungs of men,
And gave rise to the world of men.
So the dream became more clearer,
For the generation of men was drawing nearer.
A generation of men of great kinds,
Made from the finest of all sands.
It still look like a mare dream,
But in reality creation it seem.
For they never understood,
How this extraordinary dream stood.
But in the end,
The dream gave birth to a world without end.
A life of justice, purity and happiness,
Full of love, joy and no sadness.
After giving birth to the world of humanity,
This dream will live on for all eternity.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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Behold the Glory of God's Creation
Behold the rocks atop the mountain stand,
And only fall when they should, when God wants!
Behold the waterfall, a beauteous sight,
That ne'er runs dry, despite the sun, failed rains!
Behold the melting glaciers, snow-clad peaks,
Bespeak the glory of the Creator;
Behold the rivulets merge into sea
To keep the salinity constantly!
Behold the school of fish that swim afree,
And dart and turn and glide within the sea;
Behold the birds that fly, both young and old,
At heights their wings are meant to carry them!
Behold the glory of God's creation -
A perfect spectacle for human eyes!
The proof of divine love for all mankind,
Unfathomable, everlasting lies!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-07-12
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Suz cok. For Suzan.
Runing in the forest
fishing the rivers of time.
Flying with the eagles
all ways being kind.
The birth of a nation
look and behold.
Suz cok living memory
a dream to unfold.
poem by Roy Storey
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Behold
Like morning's first light,
like the stars in the night
my love is a sight
to behold.
Like the heat of the sun,
like the rivers that run
My love is the one
I behold.
Like a delicate wine,
like crystal so fine
I'm glad you are mine
to behold.
Like your smile of delight,
like you looked in bridal white
you still are my sight
to behold.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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For Every Child...
be there not a star
for every child that's born?
and is every birth then,
not the rebirth of redemption?
is every life then not a journey,
from Gethsemene to Golgotha?
a thousand tiny deaths,
that bring salvation and hope!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Second Guess
How does one return to civilization from sanctuary like Walden?
How does one trade quaint snow globe atmosphere
For rampant vicious taxi cabs?
Where is right and wrong?
I left chasing hallucinations of modern Americana
New opportunity - the visions of our grandfathers
So boat left for angel island - the immersion had begun
But - missed so - My Alcatraz like cell
And lamented not a single moment - good nor bad
The memory had been beatified and immortalized
In the museum of the skull
A pilgrimage for the mind in despair
To worship - as good
The choice is knighted correct!
A step in the right direction!
But can't help and look back
And wonder if there were any cracks in the "creation of Adam"
And try to overlook - that there were
And the eye could not forget
Though the cracks appeared gone
One must remember to look forward while steering the boat
Just incase Copernicus was wrong
And continue on
To preserve the memory
And not wipe away pride leaving only regret
So that when the time comes
Where all we have is reflections
It will be our own gift to ourselves
poem by C.S. Smith
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Ruler of Everything
It is past the hour we all realize,
No one on Earth lives to survive...
Immortalized.
We breathe to share the air,
Then die!
No one is born to be controlled,
From the time of birth until we grow old.
Or be ruled by those who dare to try!
With deceiving misguidance...
Applied to convince with blatant lies.
All of us live.
All of us die!
Many believe,
Death can be disguised.
Or from it we can hide!
This gift of life is given and allowed by,
Only One Deity we are here to please.
And only One Deity commands and oversees...
Who and what we all should be!
Whether in prayer upon our knees...
God is there,
And aware of our needs!
It is past the hour we all realize,
No one on Earth lives to survive...
Immortalized.
We breathe to share the air,
Then die!
All of us live.
All of us die!
Many believe,
Death can be disguised.
Or from it we can hide!
There is only One Deity.
One Ruler of Everything that is we see.
God is ALL.
God IS King!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Sob
Nothing seems complete to me
It appears as if all is an imagination
The insecurities creep into me
Only to make me even more scared
Life has a fake appearance
All of it is an unwanted creation
I have to run as fast I possibly can
To escape from my fears
Will I find a safe place then?
Can my life ever rhyme like a poem?
Possibly that is impossible to even hope for
Can I ever realize my dreams?
Will I ever gain control of my life?
That seems too much to ask for?
Nothing seems complete since dark chapters cover me?
I am here but really lifeless and without any purpose
A fake existence as without her I am already dead
How can I ever love anyone else truly?
Will life ever be kind to me?
Comfort in life, will I ever receive?
Incomplete I am since I am torn
So much pain I have felt in love
Destroyed, all this has ruined me
Completely shattered I am and will be
Forever, I will have to weep
Only tears and no joy
I have faded and been destroyed
Again and Again, my soul has been bitten
I sob with no love.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Palindromic Flight
747
oh
bilateral symmetry
elegant fuselage
lo
the wings
and
the tail
in a palindromic flight
poetry
crosses
the sky
behold
behold
the sky
crosses
poetry
in a palindromic flight
the tail
and
the wings
lo
elegant fuselage
bilateral symmetry
oh
747
poem by Paul Hartal
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