Poems begining by G
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Goodtime Jesus
© James Tate
Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dream-
ing so deep there was nothing left in his head. What was it?
A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled
back, skin falling off. But he wasn't afraid of that. It was a beau-
tiful day. How 'bout some coffee? Don't mind if I do. Take a little
ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love everybody.
God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop
© Robert Southey
The summer and autumn had been so wet,
That in winter the corn was growing yet,
'Twas a piteous sight to see all around
The grain lie rotting on the ground.
God
© Isaac Rosenberg
In his malodorous brain what slugs and mire,
Lanthorned in his oblique eyes, guttering burned!
Glenella, Manitoba
© Zieroth David Dale
The village, east of highway five,huddles by the only railway tracks infifty miles
Gitanjali 35
© Rabindranath Tagore
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;Where knowledge is free;Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;Where words come out from the depth of truth;Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action --Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
God's Likeness
© Tabb John Banister
Not in mine own, but in my neighbor's face Must I Thine image trace;Nor he in his but in the light of mine, Behold thy Face Divine.
Good Friday. Driving Westward
© Spires Elizabeth
...being by others hurried every day, Scarce in a yeare their naturall forme obey: Pleasure or businesse, so, our Soules admit For their first mover, and are whirld by it. JOHN DONNE
Gwen
© Souster Raymond
At the poetry readingin Croft House, she wrote downher phone-number on a piece of paper,said, give me a call some time.
Good Friday
© Arthur James Marshall Smith
This day upon the bitter treeDied one who had he willedCould have dried up the wide sea And the wind stilled,
God's Mercy
© The Bible
“As a father shows mercy to his sons,
Jehovah has shown mercy to those fearing him.
For he himself well knows the formation of us,
Remembering that we are dust.”—Ps. 103:13, 14.
God's Loving Care For His People
© The Bible
“Because you said: ‘Jehovah is my refuge,’
You have made the Most High himself your dwelling;
God’s Glory And Majesty
© The Bible
“Long ago you laid the foundations of the earth itself,
And the heavens are the work of your hands.
They themselves will perish, but you yourself will keep standing;
And just like a garment they will all of them wear out.
Just like clothing you will replace them, and they will finish their turn.
But you are the same, and your own years will not be completed.”—Ps. 102:25-27.
Getting Born
© Shields Carol
Odd that no one knows how it feels to be born, whether it's one smooth whistling ride down green, ether-muffled air or whether the first breath burns in the lungs with the redness of flames.
Good-bye Hello in the East Village 1993
© Peacock Molly
Three tables down from Allen Ginsberg we sitin JJ's Russian Restaurant
