Best Heeling Poems
Rock me in your wild, wondrous ways
beneath the push and pull of sails
within the ebb and flow of the sea
through undulating swells and spray
as waves hammer the heeling hull
until the wayward wind dies away.
6/9/2023
Categories:
heeling, adventure, boat, sea,
Form:
Free verse
He put his tooth under the pillow along with a letter that he wrote
It was a request for a wish from the Tooth Fairy that he scribbled on his note
It read:
Plees insted of muny cud you grant me this 1 wish
Cud you go to the hospitle and giv mi Mom a heeling kiss
Cud you make her feel all beter, cud you make her feel all rite
Cud you as a anser to this leter bring mi Mommy hum tonite
He woke up anxious in the morning to read the Tooth Fairy’s reply
He took the letter to his father who read with tear drops in his eye
It read:
Thank you for your letter, that was a thoughtful wish
And your Mommy asked that I, please reply with her kiss
Your Mommy had to leave last night and join the Angels up above
Even though I couldn’t bring her home, I brought you all her love
He looked at me in wonder; sorrow etched upon his face
Where his front tooth was yesterday, there was only now a space
He said:
Daddy, maybe you should loose a tooth and write a letter too
So, the Tooth Fairy can also bring some of Mommy’s love to you
I told him, “Mommy’s love fills up this house and always will be here”
With tooth and letter in my pocket, I hugged and kissed our little dear
Categories:
heeling, sad,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
"Rapido"
walks on water fast
salty trinity
soul heeling
a pearl reflects wisdom
on indigo see, the mirror mapped
dancing with diamonds
the light shows
characters
rippling mirages
compasses peppered
rapt in black
and blue velvet
soon arrives the Morning
like a twin, golden apple
rolling before us
Apollo
alighting upon a floating chariot
racing white horses
a storm
is approaching
harnessing the tornado
petulant Horseman
Apollyon, hit lists,
in raised fist
riding a magic carpet
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
heeling.
healing.
list (nautical).
list (enumerate).
Rapido 60.
Categories:
heeling, blue, endurance, muse,
Form:
Narrative
Main sail boom swings ‘cross,
Boat heeling wild, all duck!
Waves wash, dryness past.
Categories:
heeling, adventure, boat,
Form:
Haiku
"Heeling Mephistopheles"
murdering crows
flies in on the bow
of a Stradivarius
strange webs cleared
from the mind of
Machiavellian insolence
insisting life written
by dancing fingers
pressing monochrome
due diligence for justice
wrapped in blankets of
cloudy deliverance
tack a piercing
bittersweet
entendre
all the ebony wiles
imprinting jewels
for stringing
persuasive
shiny
stratagems
become ivory pearls
tingling vanilla dalliances
crisp and clean cut
new teeth
for gripping
dark contra
bones from corsets
broken and scattered
for ancient tomes
maestro buttons
for plucking
songs home
sharp pleats
skirting over
what’s buried beneath
floorboards
fathoms deep
waiting for its feed
words slip through
eye of needle, the threads
flowing cursives
through the cracks
osseous matter for a black dog
composed humming Bach
impromptu strokes
for hidden angles
offering tongue out
for words, to speak
angel notes
like legs running
across fresh sheets
bars raised ropes
concerto chords
like sails billowing
helm held hard
fast forward en route
encore
dark Mephistopheles
jibed
heeling
dark Mephistopheles
en route
encore
heeling
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
homonyms.
jibe
heeling
homophone.
bach
Mephistopheles.
Stradivarius.
Bach.
Machiavellian.
Categories:
heeling, muse,
Form:
Free verse
VISION
Old beggar on the bridge
Hand outstretched for coins
Sees himself on duty
Near the Orne River bridge
On D – day.
Straightening up as coins are given,
Sees himself snapping to attention
As the medal was pinned.
Shuffling towards the all-night café,
Sees himself heeling and toeing
Through the NAAFI hall.
Age is in the mind.
He sees himself bigger in his prime,
And the vision is enough
To carry him across the bridge.
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Notes
D day....June 6 1944 invasion of Normandy
Orne River Bridge...strategic target needing to be taken even before the invasion
NAAFI = Navy Army and Air Force Institute = organisation in UK looking after food supplies for soldiers
Categories:
heeling, memory, river,
Form:
Narrative
Sometimes, it’s the hard times that blind me from the possible positive outcomes the future beholds…
But damn…sometimes it’s like I get so tired of always being let down, that looking forward to things is nothing but a childhood feeling that has grew old
But thank you hard times, for you made me into a better person….or stronger perhaps…feeling more than ready for whatever may happen…
Mainly because I now find myself accepting adversity. Anticipating the natural high of overcoming a challenge
It’s just crazy how hard times always seem to have bad timing..
You finally get the breathing room to pick yourself up…get things together …you are knocked right back down again…
It’s just a constant cycle of falling down and picking yourself back up again
And I shall continue fighting until I won’t be able to fall again
Feels like I’m Taking 10 steps forwards to sometimes get pushed 5-8 steps back….
And Even though hard times can make the weak fold…It also creates strong and bold individuals who refuse back down from any negative attack…
Hard times can be whack…but most of the times when I just pull through and fight…it turns out to be worth the struggle…
That is why I feel that no matter how rich I get…I will always be able to out do the other man…because I have a mentality beyond making an average hustle…
Because I too know what it feels like to struggle…
Scraping dollars…trying to make ends meet, while also trying to budget enough food to barely eat
Just because Hard Times wants to come knocking at my door, doesn’t me I have to open it …to just to lay victim to an embarrassing defeat
Sometimes spoken words can be the herb for a heeling deep within..
Thanks to you hard times, it is because of you that I have to get this healing treatment …over and over and again and again…
You have turned out to be quite the friend….
But you are only seasonal…so every time you enter my life….
Your presence only shows me what is about to begin…because hard times to me ;only signify the great beginning to another end!!!
Categories:
heeling, christian, inspiration, moving on,
Form:
Rhyme
COLOR BLIND
I thought it was over, though I could never understand
Why we can't walk down the street, holding different hands
'Can't walk side by side, have to have a divide
Sepreate fountains, Sepreate seats, treated as a disease
This is not what God see in me
I'm a black beauty, yet treated as a black beast
My Caucasian friends has departed from me
Hello? the 1st amendment is not reachable
Trying to teach me things that not even teachable
yet, the brains of our people are so knowledgeable
White and black really nothing different but the color
yet, many petty on me as if I could change my color
You stalk me as if I could change the weather
but you are more ignorant than I thuoht if you judge by color
Some could never fill my shoes I been through every scene
Time to wake up colors are not what they seem
What if colors were never discover
We do the same things but why are we on different teams
I wish black and whites could come together like martin seen in his dream
You hear me! but Seriously, you don't really know what i mean
You don't know the feeling,
I was scarred like a slave and still in the process of heeling
I still carry the whips on my back from being beat and viciously degraded
but you wanna know what is crazy? I was born after slavery
Color blind...... in a world full of colors
Why do different races try to hurt one another
We both were birth by mothers, walk the same earth, eat alike
Yet why do I feel different
if you haven't notice, whats been going on, you haven't been paying attention
it's not what you did to me or what I've I done to you
We are differnet indivaluls you cant categorize a color
Rasicm will end in the end of ime
but as of now nothing is wrong with the world their just COLOR BLIND
Categories:
heeling, abuse, america, anti bullying,
Form:
Rhyme
He raises his voice louder and louder it goes
I beg him stop, stop ,please stop
He grabs me, he pushes me
The more I beg him to stop, the angrier he becomes
I slap him thinking it will stop him
Oh so wrong I am, his anger deepens
He hits me again and again
The pain oh so strong I tell only one, his sister
Soon too be mine if this, this pain I can endure
I cry often for I love him so
I cry often for I can't take his pain away
Oh Lord place your heeling hands on the one I love so
Ease his pain, give him strength to let go of his past
Show him your love so he can truly love again
Categories:
heeling, confusion, depression, life, love,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Guilt, remorse and sorrow
are the unrepressible emotions making me restless...
as they revoke their dreadful images,
leaving hot sweat on my wrinkled pillow,
and though I did hurt nobody but me:
it's a wound that will keep bleeding,
never finding that source of heeling;
and the longer I deny it, the more it haunts me!
God, give me Your revelation on how I should live,
to avoid the pitfalls that can make me stray;
God, I desire nothing more than mercy and joy!
I tread at the thought of the coldest grave;
locked in a coffin, buried underneath the heavy and damp soil...
with no air to breath, and no sun to feel and no love to give!
God, when my time draws near, all the bells will toil;
and will some of Your angels watch over my resting place?
If the main reason for being born is to build moral and character,
which deeds you demand of me that I perform in Your sight?
My ancestors sinned and I, too, must pay that price:
being imperfect and committing all kinds of vanities,
and still You consider me Your child and shine light on my path!
How ungrateful could I be with all the loving-kindness,
and undeserved generosity you shower me with...
when guilt, remorse and sorrow are all I have?
The older I get, the more frightened I am and all the foolishness,
which was evident in my erroneous lifestyle, loses its effect
and grip on me, revealing itself in that contagious and ugly aspect;
and who could return to the sinful ways and do more harm to himself?
I advice others to heed and redeem themselves before time prevails,
and offers no other chance at salvation! When I will be dead,
this voice will cease to speak...and I won't be found where the evil spirits loom;
and without guilt, remorse and sorrow I will be another corpse in that tenebrous tomb!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Categories:
heeling, death, faith, forgiveness, hope,
Form:
Ottava rima
I dedicate this poem to them who are ignorant and making statements on innocent girls that were raped and killed in India.
Disturbance creates crystal ball for heeling flirt.
irresponsibilities perform failure of skills and spreads dirt.
reliabilities of options confirm the intellect of a utilizer,
that runs a system; a person becomes consultant or an advisor,
firms establish a uniform asks young girls to wear a short skirt.
conversation counts in matters also smile draws relationship,
Academic education and experience fails if it takes nudity step,
the system is based on production, progress and growth,
time is value, money is source that never counts someone's hurt.
personal skill counts in an interview to differ a colouring shirt.
caste, colour, religion, language or a boundary that never counts,
if corruption or selfishness profound fails if honesty not in account,
something is different unaffordable that attitudes fail to apply,
we develop injustice, forcible manners in our daily amounts.
Categories:
heeling, business, education, on work
Form:
Sonnet
In heart it touches
Entry fast exit slow
Refreshes, rebuilds
Energy en lighted
In moving mind
With fast face
Rolling rushing
Heeling heartless
Man mourning
Results Rejoice.
by:-
Vrushani Thaker
Categories:
heeling, music
Form:
Alliteration
THE CRUSADE
Crusade, crusade,
Ally,
Do you know where to,
Be in this period?
Crusade,
A place to block white horse so tell me,
Where will you be?
Crusade,
A place were thou sees the sun and the moon,
Very well,
What about the stars and the mountains?
When can thou get the full definition of them?
Can thou tell me?
Crusade,
A place that the cripples rejoices,
I love it what about you?
When shall we be there?
Crusade,
A place to see the crusader.
THEMES
1. Heeling and deliverance.
2. Visitors
3. Miracles
4. Dialogue
Categories:
heeling, happiness, health,
Form:
Alliteration
Confusing as a jigsaw
With just as many pieces
I’m slowly taking you apart
Charting the size of your heart
Cause I don’t want to be the
Cause that makes you heart of ice thaw
Ill sit here like a voyeur
And watch it all fall apart
Love only works if you work for it
Its like a barter system of feelings
Love is a candle that stays unlit
Until the guy with the light brings the heeling
I am only one girl
I have only one mind
You and your problems babe
Are one of a kind
Twice I asked you to be mine
And twice you ignored me
Once I thought of you and cried
Because your simply not for me
Love only works if you work for it
Its like a barter system of feelings
Love is a candle that stays unlit
Until the guy with the light brings the healing
So if you want me
Then tell me
And ill tell you
That I want you too
You’re the jigsaw puzzle baby
And I’ll be the glue
Categories:
heeling, devotion, lovework, light, light,
Form:
Free verse
I'm tired of waiting to see if you'd respond,
The pain has caught up with my already broken heart,
You seem too scared to make a move,
While me I've been running to get to you,
Why can't you try to make this thing work,
I've been running myself to the ground to see what it was worth,
Apparently you think this is all just a game,
Me just here to stupid and willing to play,
I couldn't believe I trusted you with my feelings,
But when it came to my trust you said, "Too bad, forget it",
I thought you wouldn't hurt my heeling heart,
In a way it wasn't all your fault,
What you did was worse that hurt and distrust me,
Now in my heart there's ice srystals where there use to be flames,
You made me lose hope that I can be loved,
So if I can't love I blame you for all the hurt above,
You're the cause of my warm heart being frozen,
Too numb to feel a thing,
You never once let me try to be near your heart,
Now I guess someone else can play that part,
You broke my heart once,
You broke my heart twice,
The third time will be yours instead of mine,
Because everyone says the third times the charm,
Last thing left I'm all played out,
You've lost my love without a doubt,
We can't be friends or even lovers,
I'm done so we no longer have each other
Categories:
heeling, angst, confusion, faith, friendship,
Form:
Free verse