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Limerick Poems About God | God Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: christian, god, gospel, jesus, life, spiritual, spoken word,

I am Christian

My divine manual and life prospectus is the Bible
my ways, a beautiful mirror sparkling like clean Marble
falsehood can’t colour my teeth
Jesus Christ is not a myth
the hope of eternal life, a conviction, not a gamble.

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Poem Details | by cheryl hoffman |
Categories: food, technology, time,

Fast Food Kitchen

When at home its often fast food I crave,
might even be leftovers that I saved,
always in a race,
open and shut case,
thank God for my nuke everything microwave!






12-20-16




Poem Details | by Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories: humor, insect,

Veto the Mosquito WBM

When God made the beasts, in days of old
It seems He lacked quality control
That surely would veto 
The cursed mosquito
And preclude all that itching untold


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

My Most Fabulious Friend

My Most Fabulous Friend

Found you to be my most fabulous friend;
Profound poem prepared and shall send;
And what my fate,
Is you to motivate;
God is great and know never has an end.

Jim Horn 

For Akkina.



Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: health, usa,

AMA Anthem

American doctors all suck
We're in it to make a fast buck
Your meds cost a bunch
So eat pills for lunch
And pray God has blessed you with luck!


Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: religion,

Seminiferous Seminary

A virgin out searching for God
Discovered that God was a fraud!
How can peace endure
Or girls remain pure
When males come equipped with a prod?


Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: religion,

Proof there is a God

A priest made the sign of a cross
Then knelt to pray to his boss
A pigeon flew by
And baptised the guy
To prove prayers do not gather moss


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Three Who We Love and Laud

Three Who We Love and Laud

There are three we do love and laud;
Spirit with Son whose father is God;


Together all our sins they have shod.

Jim Horn

Do you disagree with any of this?
Or maybe a point I might miss;
Never found,
Or around,
That appeared to look ludicrous.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Way To Success God Had Shone

Way To Success God Had Shone

Instead of being bare to the bone,
And also by myself and left alone;
Bothered being;
Not worth seeing;
Wish way to success God had shone.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

In Prayer Will Plead

In Prayer Will Plead

In prayer to God will always plead,
Meet my requirements and do need;
Never boast;
Enjoy coast;
Help me to overcome all my greed.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: political, religious,

Lame Blame Game

Trump orders everyone to church
Or Governors will get the birch
Americans will pay
On Memorial Day
With God to blame, Trump ends his search


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

God Break Me from My Ridgid Stance

God Break Me from My Ridgid Stance

God break me from my ridged stance;
Chance allowing me to escape trance,
I had been in,
Again and again,
And enlightened when You enhance.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Sinner Or an Offender

Sinner Or an Offender

Even if a sinner or an offender,
True love is sure to be tender;
Never avoid,
And enjoyed;
God is great with His splendor.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

God Created Things With Wings

God Created Things With Wings

God had created things with wings,
And the best out of us always brings;
Like a lamb,
Happy am,
When we will hear a bird that sings.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: relationship,

Eventide

When God was a burning bush
He happened to see Eve's tush
Butt wise to his games
Eve peed on the flames
And disappeared in a whoosh!


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Sitting There Saying a Prayer

Sitting There Saying a Prayer

While I had been sitting there,
Started suddenly to say a prayer,
When I would,
And also could;
God is always with many to spare.

Jim Horn

Getting a head start for Sunday.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: analogy,

Road of God Seems So Long

My God your road seems so long;
What I did do is sing Him a song;
Sins confess;
He will bless;
In Your arms know that I belong.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: power, relationship,

God Save the Queen

Alas, it was the year of the scorned princess
when Diana did on Charles and Camilla dis!
  But the Queen hid her dis-dain
  yet through it all she did reign
and God saved her from her annus horribilis!

                   


                  June 2015


Poem Details | by William Kershaw |
Categories: sportsme, me,

Olympic Drinking

O' me favorite sport must be drinkin.'
That's the way that God made me I'm thinkin.'
For it seems without fail,
If I start quaffin' ale,
That the landlord will send me home stinkin.'


Poem Details | by iolanda Scripca |
Categories: funnyme,

The First Night, Indian Style

I met a "God Sent" Indian Giver once
A theater costume manager named Hans
Acting on stage
I felt just rage
He chased me shouting: "Give me baak my pants!"

for Poet Destroyer's Contest "Indian Giver"


Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: allegory, bible, faith,

Romans 11:17

The tree is life - its branches broken -
For the grafted in its boughs betoken!
  Faith is the root
  And love its fruit...
So God will judge as He has spoken!





Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: anniversary, war,

Anzacs

A hundred years ago lest we forget
They paid a price and paid a debt!
  Soldiers in a world at war
  Battled on a foreign shore,
And so say us all God bless the Vet.





Poem Details | by Tim Ryerson |
Categories: funny,

I Prefer a Little Water with My Tea

Head straight to the coffee pot after I pee
What happened this morning? Good god mercy me
Empty Folgers can
Was I pissed? Yes ma’am
(Four extra-large bags make a fine cup ‘o tea)


Poem Details | by Amy Green |
Categories: sad

ManTo Blame

In the beginning, when man became-
Murder and death seemed a fun game.
This was not what God meant
When giving us consent-
To our own choice, only man is to blame.


Poem Details | by Duke Beaufort |
Categories: faith, nature

Face it!

The forces of nature are odd
So is that why we invent god? 
Our deity’s norm
Seems to be human form
And reflects this silly facade