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holyandhaunted · 29 days

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This Good Friday I want to share my favourite poem by Jay Hulme, a queer, trans and Christian poet God as a carpenter. Jesus as a familiar to wood and nail. The beauty of all Creation evident and true even in pain.

image and image description taken from Jay Hulme on Twitter

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ivaspinoza · 17 days

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Devotional Desire

Sometimes, the poems get stuck inside my throat. Sometimes, the words run through my mind so fast that I can only see their spectre, mere foam. In vain, I try to catch them, but they laugh; nymphs of an enchanted forest, hiding behind flowers and trees, dancing in the wind. And there I am, under the light, exposed to their mystery, unable of discerning, lost in their realm – the realm of meanings and seamless feelings that are simultaneously universal and unique, just another glimpse of eternity to me.

Sometimes, I hum a melody for you and then put some words around it. I remember thinking about writing them down so a friend could sing with me, but your sweetest voice told me no, don't do it. Those small songs were supposed to be our eternal secret. Only I sang, only you listened. The angels leaned forward, but no notes were taken. It is stored in another dimension, far away from prying eyes, far away from bad intentions. No one can touch our secret or corrupt the levels of descent in my devotion. What is the praise of men compared to the whisper of heaven in your shoulders? Worms in a plate of bones.

Now it's another season. I sing a lot less while I try to listen. I'm not very good at it, I confess, I insist—help me discern your voice in this, at times, abyssal experience. You lift me up with a kiss! I'm yours, I'm yours, my eyelids are half open, and my face is covered in tears. Obliterated from the inside out, fully naked it is. So I recite the spectre of these words I gather in the forests of my wild mind and offer you a poem. In the silent night, ceiling-staring all the time, trying to see past the firmament, piercing the skies, I pray in poetry; my verses shakily whispered. I feel you, hypnotic and soothing as fire. You smile; our secret is safe in my childlike, devotional desire.

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mysteriouslyjollyheart · 4 months

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Christmas isn't about twinkling lights

Or getting the perfect gift right.

It's not about all the great celebrations

Or about the best Christmas decorations.

It's all about Jesus and our adoration

The One who came to save all nations.

The son of God and son of man

Came to serve His fellow man.

Love incarnate, love devine

Came for us all and left heaven behind.

There's never been a gift so fine

We celebrate that at Christmas time.

Love, Amy

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boybasher · 1 month

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my poem:

I burn my hair

Cloud up my mind

And break my own heart

Blue eyeshadow and dark eyes

Tight hips with f-cked up childhood stories

Dreams of bunnies with bows

Pretty is my priority

So I trap myself in my room

3 Coats of mascara

I’m only beautiful when I’m untouched

I like the boys with f-cked up teeth

Dirty Smiles

And a taste of whiskey in their breath

Love is annoying

I don’t text back

If you want my words

Come and kiss my mouth

You know where I sleep

Where I dream

God Is Real

Touch me and you’ll see

Electric veins, warm blood

He’s in me and he’s in you

I hate you

And I love you

And I’m losing my f-cking mind!

Convinced myself

You’re one of a kind

I never left town

An hour that way

A black hole we call the Central Valley

My town is small

Cars race by

As I close my eyes

And wish myself into another story

Where I’m queen

And everybody loves me

Where roses are gifted freely

And hugs aren’t scary

Love’s not torture

And a ring doesn’t mean slavery

Bound to god

My mouth belongs to me

I let out a whisper as my heart talks

My legs loosen up

Come over and get to know me

I’m just a girl

Confessing her sin to anyone who’ll listen

Amen

To any man who’ll put up with me

Living life can be so lonely

When you have nothing to hope for

Maybe a lobotomy could fix me

I’m shocked when he sticks around longer than my pack of smokes

I go through these bros, like a Pack of Marlboros

I hope In another lifetime

I look forward to waking up

My body too heavy

Living in my brain, more than I do in my own home

Did you really think you could fix me?

I’m tired of playing mommy, when I’m empty of my own

Be my daddy, you’re older than me

He calls me Heaven

Little does he know

I’m Living Hell

I’m a burden to everybody

My body is lumpy and bruised

From cuts I was too afraid to deepen

He told me to try vertically

They prey on the pretty

Robbing energy

Stealing all of me

Lacking energy

I sell my milk for free

To whoever’s watching

Offering me ecstasy

He’s my Shot of Hennessy

My one before the one

My in-between boyfriends

My husband’s out there

My husband’s out there, right?

They never stay

Why would they

I can’t give you a baby

Only a promising holiday

My heart’s for breaking, not for keeping

My shadow reminds me

Of my mortality

No ones following me

Yet I still run like he wants to murder me

I close my eyes

Hoping this is all a nightmare

I don’t need rest

I don’t need a nap

I need a coma

Chew on me

I’m sweeter than a cigarette

I don’t last as long

I burn at both ends

Complaining to nobody

I’ll turn up the beat

Knock myself out

Regret I ever dreams

I’m my own boyfriend

And to be honest, I would dump me too

Void of a woman

No matter how much pink lipstick I apply

My smile doesn’t change

Happiness is an expensive mistake

I don’t wanna fix him

Who’s gonna fix me?

I’m broke in more ways than one

Beauty is pain

When you’re born this ugly

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a-queer-seminarian · 1 year

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A poem for Holy Saturday, when we remember that for a short while, God lay dead in a tomb. Let us make space for hopelessness and grief to be felt.

You can also read this poem here.

ID: a grayscale video of a white genderqueer person with short hair reading a poem they wrote.

#holy saturday #holy week #christian poetry #my poetry #lenten video series

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lionofthegoldsun · 18 days

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[God is Majestic]

In fields of gold, where sunbeams dance and play, God's majesty shines bright, in a wondrous way. His beauty's seen, in every single grace, A reflection of His loving embrace.

The heavens declare, with voices loud and clear, God's glory, and His power, so pure and dear. The stars and moon, they dance and sing, A celestial choir, with God as their king.

In the depths of the sea, where darkness reigns, God's light shines bright, and calms the soul's pain. The waves and tides, they ebb and flow, A divine symphony, that we all know.

In the heart of every man, woman, and child, God's love resides, and His beauty's wild. For He is the one, who gives and forgives, And in His love, our souls forever lives.

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soonsweetheart · 4 days

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I miss you.

Miss your smile, your warm hugs. Your laughter.

You know me? I know you too. Right?

God, I hope so. I think so. I want to. I need to

Know you.

Even the stars worship You?

Bring me down, off this throne of sin

and to my knees for my own sake

Bring me down.

Strip me of the pride, vanity, doubt.

Peel off the thick, rough bark of this world,

Until I bleed.

Bleed.

Just like my Father did, bearing the cruel crown of thorns brought on by my own mistakes.

My own choices.

With your almighty hands, you bled for me.

I pray someday you’ll let me

Bleed for you too.

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esoteric-dyke · 7 months

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an ode to judas iscariot

sitting down at a table

you took the bread

cracking under your grip

you ripped

flesh

from bone

torn sinew to

soft dough

you passed it to me

and we ate in

company

and

i found god

under that crust

at the bottom of my bowl

on your lips

in the smell of the crook of your neck.

you placed your

hands-

sunk with the

weight of stigmata

-on mine

like an oath

sworn in silence.

you tasted like wine

and blood

and the last of the bread sat

on your tongue

and i have been hungry

for an eternity

before now.

in the lines of your face

i saw my reflection

and i told you

i love you

and you

said it in turn

and i was crying

because you were

my kingdom

and my

blood

and pain

and yours was always

the

world.

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waitingforthesunrise · 1 year

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Hello, Jesus. Yes

It’s me. Shampooing my hair on the

Shower floor. And hoping

the water washes

Like dirty snow and patched up drains.

Dear Lord, I stared at the fridge

And tried to care. Tried. Tried.

Jesus, my breaths

Are short and fond of disappearing.

Lord, I am sorry for all I am not

Which is much. And heavy.

And I believe

You love me still.

Jesus, I feel your love

And cringe away. Afraid

of being seen and knowing

What poor excuses choke my tongue.

And still Your hands keep reaching

Until I, so tired, my ribs silent and sore

Hold on to them.

Love you. So my heart beats. Love you and I wish I was more and I

Believe You when You say

It will be. And I will be. And we will be

Together.

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kaleb-is-definitely-sane · 4 months

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The sky is just such good poetry inspiration right now. Like, my camera sucks so it won’t do it justice but it’s just a masterful tapestry of shining pastel pink, sprinkled with glorious gold, on a canvas of soothing pastel blue.

“The heavens declare the glory of God” indeed 😭 💖💖💖

I neeeed to write a poem just based on the pure, transcendental beauty of that sky omg <333333

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justcrazyfaith · 1 year

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- A Poor Methodist Woman.

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ivaspinoza · 21 days

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The attack we forgot

Ages ago, they sharpened their axes and decided carefully how it would be done. First, slowly, step by step inside your open mind, then they kicked the door like swat and messed it all up. Turning tables, breaking walls, destroying bedrooms, spraying the white sheets of your bed with blood and then twisting all the protection bars and mirrors. Now you are blind and confused and they are opening the chest of virtue, that was under your bed. They picked beauty by its fragile neck, and murdering it was so easy - then, they removed the meaning. If they can make you believe it, they will help you kill the sacredness and secrecy. Yes, with your own hands, so they can blame it on you and rub your nose against the mud, like the pig they think you always were, accuse you of the things they made you perform. Now you're horrible, they say, after perverting the design and convincing you to not stay. The chaos is the exit, says the open door, and will you run? Will you let reality be undone? Will you call good what is bad and bad what is good and lay your head at night on a suffocating pillow, blaming your sickness on the useless doctors you know will never help you? Or will you look up and ask for meaning once again? For beauty to resurrect and to get rid of that pain? Will you face duality, mountains and valleys, and swim into the abyss if you must, so you can check how all of it began? Will you be brave enough to watch the first ray of light that came through the voice of eternity? The power floating on top of the waters that would make your mind forget, right before entering this world... Will you reach out for such a glorious presence? Because your heart did not forget.

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mysteriouslyjollyheart · 5 months

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Sometimes we outgrow a friendship

Sometimes a friendship outgrows us.

Nothing particular really happens

There's no disagreement or fuss.

Sometimes God will remove people

We must remember that and trust.

Sometimes a friendship just doesn't work

Often we just lose touch.

Sometimes a friendship is but for a season

For some unknown reason.

Again we must simply trust.

God knows what He's doing

I mean, He made us from dust.

Losing a friend can be difficult

But by no means, will we combust.

Just get back up

Knock the dust off your feet.

Get out there once again

Another friend you will soon meet.

Just don't forget what you've learned

Apply it and adjust.

And always remember

It's in God that we trust.

Love, Amy

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deweyedlikethedoes · 3 months

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how thin is the veil

between me and the spirit?

i would like to know.

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aniah-who · 4 months

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I need you, Jesus. I need you like how I needed you the day that I first found you.

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a-queer-seminarian · 1 year

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Glory to the God who shows us how to rest.

How can you take the time to rest today?

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