Easter's Past
Sitting in Church
Listening to sermons
With white patent leather shoes
A fancy dress and little white gloves
With a new purse,
My brothers all dressed
In nice shirts and pants,
My mom dressed up like a movie star
With her beautiful dress and hat,
My step dad who never cared for church
He even dressed up for the day.
And in our pockets
Were chocolate eggs and jelly beans
We were told not to take to church
But we couldn’t help it.
I would peek at my brothers
Sneaking candy out of their pockets
And when mom wasn’t looking
I would sneak some out of my purse,
And slowly let the chocolate egg
Dissolve in my mouth
I couldn’t let her see me chewing
Not in church!
We would come home
Have an egg hunt
That we enjoyed so much
That we all would hide the eggs again
Ourselves
Then we had a nice big Easter dinner
Maybe even play monopoly
While eating more Easter candy.
I know the holiday was about Jesus
Being resurrected
I had spent many years
In classes learning these things
But somehow Easter
Just reminds me more of
Family togetherness and love
And visits from the Easter Bunny
And I don’t think Jesus would mind that at all.
poem by Connie Webb
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A Healthier Easter
This is the first Easter
No candy baskets will be here
But we had so many baskets
Each and every year.
The kids are older now
Candy they don’t want anymore
So this Easter the baskets sit empty
Behind the closet door.
Somehow I want the Easter Bunny here
Want those baskets filled with eggs so bright
But my teens want to be healthier
So they make sure that they eat right.
They forfeit sugar and junk
No more Peeps or a big chocolate bunny
But being without Easter Baskets on Easter
Seems to be very odd and funny.
So I am putting the word out
To the Easter Bunny in my town
That I don’t think the teens will mind
If you decide to come around.
Maybe you could leave some health bars
Perhaps some fruit and veggies too
And maybe you could put some books in there
Those things could still say “I love you”.
poem by Connie Webb
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Daddy's Bunny (2006)
The hunt is on
for Easter has begun
Many eggs to find
with candy on his mind
It's his little expedition
but assigned to a mission
enjoying the nice colors
and the insides to devour
Easter basket in shape of a car
filled with toys and candy bars
Spent his day with his mom.
with dad, tired he'd become
A visit with family members
a day full of splendor
sleepy eyes begin to show
give kiss it's time to go
Daddy's Bunny begins to sleep
with a drooling shirt as he counts sheep
poem by David Joel Rodriguez
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The Real Reason
I'm going to tell you something you might consider funny
But Easter isn't all about the hip hoppity bunny
NOr is at about candy and all those other sweets
And the eggs in the basket and other fun treats
Now listen close to what I have to say
And you'll know why we celebrate this day
Easter tells us how much God's love costs
And how He wants to gather in the lost
It was on the cross Christ died for our sin
So those who believed now to heaven enter in
Yes, God so loved the world that He gave His Son
So victory over death could now be won
On Easter morning Christ rose from the dead
The story's not over, there's much more to be said
yes, it's okay to enjoy the bunny, the candy and sweets
The eggs in the basket and the other fun treats
Just remember that Christ's resurrection is the real reason
That we celebrate the Easter season
Happy Easter!
Palm Sunday has gone,
Holy week has begun,
The week with events
Leading to Jesus torments,
To His Resurrection,
Showing the spirits domination.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
Easter Sunday today,
The greatest holiday.
We pray and say,
All around the world,
The words of love to our Lord
Showing that his death was not in vain.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
We light the candles
As a symbol of the rising sun,
And their light resembles
Jesus was really God’s Son.
The light comes back to the world
With the risen Jesus.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
The church bells ring,
The whole world sings Alleluia!
Easter eggs we bring
As a symbol of spring
With pretty small limes
Since the ancient times.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
Easter Rabbits or Easter Bunny
Look today happy and sunny.
They represent a new life
Full of presents and so nice.
We wear new clothes to look the best,
We’d like to follow His behest.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
The history of Sunday Easter has a long story,
And today we proclaim Jesus Christ Day
And say: Glory to our Lord!
Glory to the King of all Christians:
Ukrainians and Indians,
Russians and Americans,
Of all those who want to live in love and peace,
Our life for better to increase.
Glory to Jesus Christ!
And…..Happy Easter!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 24th of April,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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White Angel the Easter Rabbit
Out of a lovely fantasy…..,
She appeared one Springtime day…..,
And made our world……,
So happy in every way……,
It was a vision so wondrous……,
As we colored our eggs…..,
For the Easter Holiday
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit…..,
Brought sunshine to our lives…..,
When it came to joy we had it…..,
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit…..,
She’d hop, hop, hop….,
All day long…..,
Be dancin’ around……,
And singin’ a song…..,
As Easter came so merrily…..,
She was so much fun for us to see……,
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit…..,
Brought sunshine to our lives…..,
Lovin’ her was a tireless habit……,
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit…..,
But poof just like each night and day……,
Her visit soon had to end …..,
So she hop, hop, hopped on her way……,
Off to visit her fairytale friends……,
As we sadly bid farewell to her…….,
She said, “Come on now, don’t cry…..,
I’ll be back again some Easter Day”…..,
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit…..,
Brought sunshine to our lives…..,
When it came to joy we had it…..,
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit…..,
Pure white gold in 24 karat…..,
White Angel, The Easter Rabbit….! ! !
(2011)
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Easter Sadness
The pink bunnies and painted eggs, this twist in culture truly begs,
For the true meaning behind, the holiday façade steeling the mind.
Not only the mind but the heart, as from God’s Truth many depart,
His Truth is said and men hear it, but many follow the pagan spirit.
The egg they say reflects new life, but don’t mention Jesus Christ,
Instead the eggs we are told to hide, after they are colorfully dyed.
And the bunny comes into play, to observe Easter the secular way,
As children everywhere are allured, to a bunny instead of The Lord.
Jelly beans and yellow chicks, become for many the secular picks,
Choices that reflect emptiness, in hearts that say ignorance is bliss.
As Easter baskets fill the home, children’s hearts continue to roam,
Moving them from God’s Truth, as chocolate bunnies are the proof.
The day that marks the resurrection, truly moved in a sad direction,
As foolishness is what men chose, tainting the day Christ had rose.
The one day that marks our victory, is marred by ridiculous fantasy,
Filling our day with foolish fun, in lieu of recalling what God’s done.
It is sad in the way men trivialize, such a day in all the world’s eyes,
But it changes not at all for us, who in Jesus have placed our trust,
Nor does it change at all the fact, that He who rose is coming back.
And coming back for all to see, Resurrection Day is what it is to be.
(Copyright ©04/2007)
Easter
Celebrating the march of spring,
Awaiting what fruitful months bring,
We honour the resurrection,
And use the time for reflection,
Children will get their chocolate fix,
And outside one can hear new born chicks,
Smiles are shared at the holiday,
With loved ones for Easter Sunday,
Family comes to the forefront,
Kids go on an Easter egg hunt,
At last it is the end of Lent,
No more in fasting are days spent,
Blessings from the Easter Bunny,
The days change from cold to sunny,
Plants begin to show their flowers,
There are ever less rain showers.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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It’s all about the Chocolate!
When certain holidays come around
I have often noticed it is true
It’s all about the chocolate
It is for me, now, how about you?
First on the holiday list is, of course
Valentine’s Day at the top of the year
Boxes of chocolate candies
Or chocolate roses sweet and clear
Easter is right around the corner then
Chocolate eggs and bunnies so sweet
Fancy paper wrapped around chocolate
Is such a wonderful treat
Of course, at Christmas there are Santa’s
In every shape and size
Finding them in the Christmas stocking
Is always a wonderful surprise
There is chocolate on a stick as well
They are so creamy and so yummy
Chocolate fountains with special treats
Are just perfect for my tummy
It really doesn’t matter at all, however
You can just be sad or stuck in a rut
Go visit the candy counters ‘cause
It is all about the chocolate!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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A treasure in a basket
Laying in a wicker basket
Are varied colored Easter eggs
Surrounded by milk chocolate
And jelly beans and root beer kegs.
Exploring closer you will see
Beneath the artificial grass:
Sidewalk chalk and marshmallow bees
A squirt gun and a movie pass.
You must keep searching deeper still
Until you find all that’s concealed:
Next you’ll find a treasury bill
And coupon for a Big Mac meal.
Now my little excavator
Have a very happy Easter.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Poor Boy's Easter Day
I don't have flowers of sun
The destiny took them away and gone
Even i don't have colored eggs
At this blissful Easter days
I don't have golden combs
To comb this dirty hair of mine
And my shoes are jugged and old
And it's already Easter day to hold
My little brother's hand
And go to our old church
but how I'll go?
People will make fun of me i know
And i can hear them when they say
'Oh how a dirty grimy his hair is'
'Oh God look to his old nasty shoes'
'What is doing this poor boy here'
'Oh Tom my son don't go near
then you become infected if you go near
that beggar boy so stay here'
And at the end ill return home
To tear at my bed alone
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Easter
Easter.
Bunnies and colored eggs.
Pastel shades,
And folks dressed for church.
Commemorating,
The resurrection of Jesus.
After his crucifixion.
Although this is not Christmas,
Also celebrated by christians.
It is on the Sunday...
Following the full moon next
After the vernal equinox,
Welcomes Spring to bloom at its best.
Falling between March 22nd,
And April 25th.
'Eastre' that Spring Goddess...
Brings a sense of joy,
And merriment with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Easter Bunny
Easter Bunny
Come in a hurry
I want my Easter egg
Easter Bunny
Please don't tarry
Remember what I said
Paint my egg blue
With little brushes too
And add a little red to it
'Cause I won't mind if you did
Put my egg in the basket
With a little red ribbon
Put it in your jacket
And bring it to London
poem by Jacqueline AntwiDanso
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Easter Is Here
Easter is here lent is over. I wounder if my love will transfer over
Will my love come in the form of chocolate, jelly beans or an egg
Will it be soft delicate and delicious of hard sealed and hidden
Will she have to break in just to get a glimpse
Or will she just have to dive in
Will she relate my love to something sweet or bitter like weak tea
Can i love her like she a delicate sweet or a 5 cent candy
can i love her like she deserves or will i just use her and observe
will i savor the taste or let such a sweet thing go to waste
Will i bite with all of my might just to stay in the fight
Or will i let her melt like an expensive chocolate delight
Will she be my source of energy or my sweet tooth's enemy
Will she love what i can give or will she cherish what i did.
Will she take the time to crack the egg or just hack and pull away
Easter is here and I'm alive I'll love you until i run out of time
poem by James Davis
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Easter Theatre
Gold sun rolls around
Chocolate nipple brown
Tumble from your arms
Like the ground your breasts swell
Land awake from sleep
Hares will kick and leap
Flowers climb erect
Smiling from the moist kiss of her rainbow mouth
Chorus
Stage left
Enter easter and shes dressed in yellow yolk
Stage right
Now the son has died, the father can be born
Stand up
If wed all breathe in and blow away the smoke
New life
Wed applaud a new life
Odin mounts the tree
Bleeds for you and me
Splashing on the lamb
Gamboling with springs step
Buds will laugh and burst
Racing to be first
Turning all the soil
As the promptress fingers through her spinning script
Chorus
Easter ... in her bonnet
Easter ... in her hair
Easter ... are the ribbons
She tied everywhere
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A Tribute To Elvis And Chocolate! ....erotica to dribble to!
An Easter Chocolate Delight!
Chocolate covered Gemini.
An Easter honey. Your pure delight,
Dark, milky, a little bit white.
To be savoured...not gobbled
Up on sight.
A fluid, mesmerising stream,
Of melting love at out of sight temperature.
Dribbled over rolling pelvic flowing thighs.
Lightening blue, delicately licked to a gleaming
Erotic true.
An Elvis and Pricilla kiss.
Happy at Easter? There is nothing on earth
quite like this.
*note* out of season, but I love that! lol written all by myself 15th April 2006
poem by Tai Chi. Italy
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Easter song: 2011
Easter
when Christians come together
to celebrate Christ
rising from death,
giving donations to the church
and rather are gossiping,
bragging with their new cars
than to be interested
in the God of the universe.
Easter
when cars drive past
with people on holiday
Hansel, Gretchen, mom and dad
lay somewhere next to the road
either dead or maimed
or are gambolling at the sea.
Easter
on the trees autumn leaves are shining
in colours of yellow, brown and rusty-brown
and the sun is loosing its heat,
still the entire world is searching
for a redeemer who brings solutions
while crime, violence and pain
is circling out wider and wider.
[Reference: Paaslied: 1985 (Easter song: 1985) by Lina Spies.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Your Like Chocolate Candy
Like chocolate candy I do eat
you are an Easter bunny, chocolate treat.
You will be fooled by my with with charm
Don't worry, I mean you no harm.
Enjoy the moment while it lasts
savor the experience-your only chance.
You can play with me your one last dance.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on November 14,2012
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It Will Come
The night will come
So we can wear
Ours Costume
For Halloween
The day will come
So we can open
Ours Christma's Presents
For Christmas
The day will come
So we can hunt
Ours Easter Eggs
For Easter
The day will come
So we can graduate
From Middle School
For Graduation's day
poem by Stephanie Pardo
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Do The Easter Bunny Too Funny Hop
Bunny shakes his head
like he's whiping hair back and forth
puts his right foot in
hops on one about
he does the bunny spin game
while putting humpy dumpy on the wall
thats what a bunnys all about tweet tweet
now eats a carrot loves green food
easter bunny teach us all how to eat good
puts you inside the bunny hole
with holding a corkscrew
bunny puts his left foot in
and shakes it all about
then he loves to cry and tear
while eating onion rings from a garden
piggly the pig said's I'm gonna get rabbit
fluffy bunny ears long as ears of corn
long tail of easter bunny to have fun
easter bunny hops hops and hops
do the easter bunny too funny hop
while drinking orange juice to keep spirits up.
poem by Tommy Laster
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The Easter Show
The station wagon
Stood outside our house
Running on low
As we all piled out of the house
Mum and dad in the front
Older brothers and sisters
In the middle
And us little ones
Stuffed in the back
All waiting to go to
The Easter Show
All in our Sunday best
We waited patiently
As Dad locked up the house
Sister's giggling
Brothers trying to look cool
And us little ones
Jumping and shouting
HURRY UP DAD
Then mum hushing us
As dad headed towards the car
You could feel the eagerness
As we sat and waited
In anticipation of the ride
As we headed out
To the Easter Show
Then it came into view
As we all sat in awe
Of the coloured bright lights
Of the ferries wheel spinning
Of the roller coaster moving
So fast in the wind
Of the clowns in abundance
Handing out balloons
Lollipops and Candy floss
All junk food of sin
Patiently we waited
For the door to be opened
To run and have fun
At the Easter show
The best part of all
Was the laughter and fun
As from rides to machines
With glee we would run
Each of us begging
For a penny to have fun
With a smile and nod
Mum and Dad would say yes
As we shouted with glee
Onwards we ran let's have fun
In the sun at the old Easter show
Oh those were the days
Of what a rare treat for us
It came once a year
At the Easter Show
poem by Kaila George
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