Spirit of Easter

Posted on 2020-04-12 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, write a spirit poem.

Trigger warning: this poem is probably blasphemous but it’ll be pretty far down the list of my mortal sins so enjoy!

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Spirit of Easter

Jesus screwed up the Resurrection.
He was supposed to emerge triumphant
when the stone was rolled away Easter morn.

Crucified on Good Friday,
He had the whole next day
to repair His body—
probably finished mid-afternoon.

So Jesus spent Saturday night
partying with the hookers
and tax collectors,
reverse transubstantiated wine
flowing from his stigmata.

The tomb was empty
because He was sleeping
it off at Mary’s.

 

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
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8 Responses to Spirit of Easter

  1. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:
    2020-04-12 at 22:05

    As they say in the South, you need prayer!
    😂

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  2. Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld's avatar Lisa Tomey says:
    2020-04-12 at 22:23

    Aah yes it’s a wake!

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  3. jupitergrant's avatar jupitergrant says:
    2020-04-13 at 17:39

    Lol 👏👏👏

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