Best Heel Poems

I saw a prostitute walking at night,
With high heels, ten inches, oh what a fright;

She lost her balance, crashing,
And her goods she was flashing,

Watching her get up was really a sight.

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February 18, 2016

Poetry/Limerick/High Heel Disaster
Copyright Protected, ID 16-759-173-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

For the...

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this boy - 
he is mythology
he is the pomegranate sitting in persephone's 
palm - 
(looks can be deceiving)

this boy - 
he is a mirror
can show medusa what heaven really is - 
how pain really feels 
but medusa never looks 

this boy in the sun -...

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On  top of the pile___shoes upon shoes
One lone wedged-heel red shoe that gives clue
That she knew what her fate would be soon
Aware her soul__spirit would take flight

One lone wedged-heel red shoe that gives clue
The owner was last one to die the death
Aware her soul__spirit...

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We are gifted life
for later to be taken
so why emotion
that used to manipulate,
strength built on the fear of it.

© Harry J Horsman 2014...

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I created a comic hero one time
A character that disappears in time
Becomes invisible when irate
Ravages everything but not deliberate.

What if this character happens to everybody?
Perhaps you'll opt to be just your own body.
Some children asked me of the hero's name
He may appear as a villain,...

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Heel toe, heel toe
Joyfully I follow my muse
Sole slapping shiny black path
Heel toe, heel toe
I bounce on foot's ball
As the air wings below 

Heel toe, heel toe
My arms stretch outward
Water bottle raised 
Like a totem to the gods
I press my bulk
Into white space

Heel toe, heel...

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"Heel"

Another language speaks its truth
one’s truth is another’s war
Agamemnon and his achilles

to heel a virtue
to heal a cause
such an odyssey

styx and stones
Clytemnestra, silent 
spartan subdued

a loss, a child
innocence stolen, spilt
on another’s alter for Troy

a loss, a sacrifice, 
unfavourable weather
a familiar familial war

gods like mortals
mortals like...

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this was bad mistake
this is not fake
they didn't histake
to take it off
it was in some one loft
i still hear the shoe sound
i got a
HIGH HEEL SHOE BEATDOWN...

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In the springtime when the carnival comes to town 
On the dizzying tilt-a-whirl and fearsome Ferris wheel, 
The haunting calliope in the musical merry-go-round 
Calls to mind the adventures of a rakish teenage heel. 

On the dizzying tilt-a-whirl and fearsome Ferris wheel, 
She snuggles in,...

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John 13 (Part 1)

Jesus knew the hour had come
that soon He should depart.
He loved them all unto the last,
him tugging at His heart.

The devil having done his thing,
his heel was lifted up;
but this thing, too, was given Him –
and us if we would sup.

He laid...

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love is a wonderland.
which gives us the feel of both heaven and hell.
heaven appears when you say"i love you".
heaven appears when you "love me a lot".
heaven appears when you "hug and kiss me".
hell appears when you"fight with me".
hell appears when you"leave me lonely".
hell appears when...

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In my armor instead he wore
Now lays dead, my friend of honor
Petroclus, Oh! The grief I bear
Cannot be wiped away like tears.
Long will I suffer his demise;
Lost forever, our mortal ties.
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My lifelong friend lies before me
His emaciated body
Dressed in his “Best Mans” tuxedo
He wore so...

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Sun sprites fill my eyes
crystal brilliance synchronize
all my thoughts in Southern skies
sugar tasting wind~

Nerves of needle nights
condescend the Northern lights
as I turn to say good-bye
and make my way to him......

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I would love you
but the water sounds to us differently
I do laugh a lot and you cry secretely 
I would love you
but you would climb every high and every small mountain 
and I would just sit by the seaside or at least close to the...

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You are the smokey love for which I bleed 
Between heart's stuttered flutter I begin 
To measure fertile 'core survivor' need 
When gone to spawn the spectral-dawn of sin. 

Pretension eats a little dignity 
Then leaves me like a leper on the road, 
Left begging...

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