Yesterday of them I have many
All here looking at me from my mirror,
My memories alas do not fade
Trouble me naught; only the manipulation,
Seemed to me driven by tomorrow’s ways
So much emphasis placed there,
Far from reality from those that promise
Away from the tack of truth once common sense lost.
Now everyday rapidly succumbs
It is the sunrise that tracks and makes the call,
Looks like today and tomorrow well travelled
As each one passes into you,
Though time is the daily measure
They're here we are told for your leisure
Here inside I still yearn for you the pleasure,
To be able to long for those that got away
Stay within this my comfort zone of which I know.
Oh how you have flown
I too within your subtle surge,
Believe in tomorrow I cannot
In tomorrow I see nothing but sorrow,
Yesterday is what we made; you and I!
© Harry J Horsman 2014
(Dedicated to Folake)
Your eyes, woman
are like twilight rainbow
amorously bearing aloft passions of mine
toward androcytic ecstacy.
They tell of endless lights.
Night skies clarion the warmth of you
keep me balled-up till
i am tilted to your adorned essence.
May I call up words to adore you,
agglomerate them into a panoply of worshippers
unsandalled before you
like Moses at the burning bush.
And now you seem to fall asleep
but you tell me it's the heavy night
bidding toward a sunny dawn
wherein our love is lighted.
Slowly I let you fall asleep
impatient with the long night
waiting to gaze once more
into the eyes of my lovely love.
Then a lip is placed on yours
and you rouse up wide-eyed
smiling at my romantic move.
We enjoyed the night, cruising on.
Though I did not want anyone to know
Helping people is what I try to do so I can grow
Even when it is tough I realize I help people not for show
Self involvement is a must a way to make things make sense
Eager to do things I become sometimes dense
Caring about the things I love is what really can help my choice
Revealing my secret to you I will keep my poise
Even when the time comes I will not be spoiled because of my heart
The secret to doing things is make it a great memory so it will not part
Moments in time, so precious to hold,
Effortlessly they fade each day.
Maybe, it's just a sign of getting old?
Originally, that is what I prayed.
Registering in my heart, what I was being told
You cannot prepare yourself for a Father slipping away.
Picture a moment in time
Held captive in a frame
Old memories come back to life
Treating us to glimpses
Of treasures from the past
T he story of two brothers who fought for their country,
A ll wars did they fight with valour to victory,
L ife did give them honour and ranks,
E nd of the day life gave them only sorrows and regrets.
Demeaning, degrading this is how you feel about your situation
Eating away at the person you once were
Memory – short term this is decreasing at an alarming pace
Embarrassed when you can’t remember someone you knew well
No longer able to do the things you once so enjoyed
Time – going back to the past, recalling things you cannot change
Imagination – things you see and hear that aren’t real
All I wish is I could have you back as you once were
Written in tribute of my amazing mum
7th March 2014
Rest in peace my charming friend; lo your body is now asleep but you spirit remains with us always. With our constant lively action, everything seems much more still without you here, but we shall remember and cherish you as you were-fun loving and full of life. You lit up the world around you just a little bit more with your perky attitude and bright smile.
Evening twinkles a little bit brighter with a newly gained star. A special one-of-a-kind treasure with your light of burning passion smiling down upon us as you await our arrival
Softly we hum to your memory; as we blissfully play back in our minds all the times we had with you.
Time was cruel, taking you at early twenty-one years, but we took what we could-what we were given and made the best of everything we had. Cherishing every moment and enjoying you and your hilarious antics
Invaluable you were to everyone who met you and knew you. You were an amazing person and wonderful friend who always stood by everyone’s side and helped those who needed it. Knowing how full of life you always were, it’s hard to believe that you are now parted from this life. I still see you with that glorious smile upon your face filling your eyes with a deviously mischievous twinkle…
Never did I imagine I’d be having to say my final farewell so soon; the way you were burns in my mind as I whisper my love and goodbyes to you one last time...
Rest in sweet peace my dear friend; never will you ever be forgotten- Forever engrained in our minds your legacy will continue one for years to come…
Early morning reality strikes its cold, hard chord as sudden sadness as despair finally sinks in… you have been removed from this broken world where we mourn your loss; the pain hitting each person deeper than the one previous
Goodbye my adventurous dream, the spark of memories hold together the shattering pieces of my cracked heart that sorrow threatens to crush in the grips of its mighty claws tightly surrounding my aching, bleeding heart…
Angels rejoice as they gather you in hugs and welcome your coming, leading you to your place beside our lord, residing with him as you patiently await the rest of us to join you
Nostalgically I smile and watch as you fade into my dreams; I will never forget you my friend, remember me as we wait to see each other once more…
Regan Steel; friend, brother, and more...
October 28, 1991- July 15, 2013
p aul, to hear his name reminded one of apostles
a n ordinary man given to extra- ordinary actions
u n dieing in his legacy to children and the needy
l aughter always edged the corners of his eyes
n ewman, what a named revelation, Paul Newman
e nergized by a thirst for the fullest life
w as there ever a more complete man, this legacy
m arried for fifty years to Joan, fathering six children
a nd still one of the best actors the screen has ever seen
n ewman, a man’s man, a woman’s dream and a star.
January 26, 1925 – September 26, 2008
With what I have to work with is all I need
Or do I? as I choose to write this with speed
Rule of thumb I have to emphasize the words I use
Do you think so? or should I just choose?
Portrait is a fascinating word it has so many meaning
Overview of this word is this I say; accent, highlight, illuminate, and stressing
Revealing more words to use is what I will do
The meaning of Portrait is what I will view
Random words that make the word Portrait now I will say
A word that means the same yet makes it more pleasant to overlay
I will now say some words or two; accentuate, feature, punctuate
These words can either be used or can be put on debate