Cherub Poems - Poems about Cherub

Cherub - A Partially True Fairy Tale

“I like it; go get it and stand it right there.”
The ‘It’ was a concrete bird bath
It was heavy as hell; about all I could bear
I struggled… my wife had a laugh

She’d seen it online; it was selling ‘as seen’
A gift bought for our feathered friends
Those birds seemed quite wary, why might that have been?
I

A Cherub Angel's Calling

How fair the cheeks
Of a tiny cherub angel
How serene her disposition
Secrets she dare not tell
How charming her innocence
To love unconditional
How inspiring her destiny
To serve God and impel
How glorious her voice in unison
Singing hymns or praises
How peaceful at prayer time
Knowing she's at my side
How worthy an advocate for peace
And heaven's pride

Airport cherubs

Cold blue tile is the foundation from which two children build their world.
This airport has seen thousands upon thousands of feet touching its ground,
but their travel-weary weight is erased
as toddlers run, screaming joyfully, over top.
Laughter bubbles from their tiny pink lips,
and I find I can’t help but join in.
Snow-blond hair and a green dino hoodie.
These

Cherub Hymns

angelic voices 
chorale atop ocean waves

fluid harmony


(@Deb's Blog: Bless all here, everyday, every way)

Cherub

sun sings symphony 
rainbow garden is glowing
cherub marks babe’s grave

An interview with a Cherub

Welcome, Soupers, to our special segment today. We have a very unique guest with us - a cherub! Yes, you heard that right. Please give a warm welcome to our celestial friend, Calvin.


Calvin, thank you for joining us. How does it feel to be here in the UK?

Oh, it's been an interesting adventure, does it

Grim Reaper Cherub

Grim Reaper Cherub has a feeling of power for sure
She wields her scythe and keeps her deadly mind pure.
We see her on the swing, and we wonder if she will lure.
Others to their death, and if so, is there a cure?

Grim Reaper Cherub enjoys the swing so fine.
Others want to cut in, but she says,

Cupid's Desire

Cupid sat on a soft cloud
Looking around at the crowd
	I wish I knew
	A love so true
That I need not shoot the two

Chaotic Cherub

concentric circles clouds 
mushy mists growl
tainted tarred twain
epileptic ensconced spray
rustic rims raved
adapting aura's aid

mystic mood swung
lurching lousy lust
taming torpedic tongue

callous Cherub called
vile veins' gores
dripping damped draws

scrunched syllables smoothened
haggard hierarchy heightened. 
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Conscientious Cherub

silken mist drooping in gay
epileptic stance serving its grace
trickling drips moistening sans odds
damped earth puking per draws
lofty pressure trudging both
atheistical alliance paddling the boat

tormentous torrent tracing gores
on the wielded waves, sans war
hoisted horizon mending winter's call

stance sequoia sucking spanks
alchemistic breeze bonding lance
ushering the former into tainted trance

calling cherub watched bidings slip
pulled the curtains and went

A Cherub Without Wings

A little cherub, perched on high,
twanged on her harp all day.
She felt a little lonely,
though "bored" I would not say.
 
How happily those children play!
she thought as she looked down,
and on the lovely visage
appeared the slightest frown.
 
Gabriel marked her sorrow
and asked her what was wrong,
and so she had to tell him
for what her heart

Garden Cherub

Stone cherub in a garden 
Precious guardian, 
of the flowers 
How I envy your position 
and eternity of hours
 
To mingle with serenity 
To represent such bliss 
Oh! I would be a cherub 
For the sum of all of this 

Suzanne Delaney

1st. Place in Sandy Ivy D's 
My Own Little Garden Contest.

Cherub

Clouds mystifying the blue horizon				
Pebbles rocking on the strand					
Sea gulls scrutinizing the spectacle...			
of the forthcoming cherub					
Hither I stand in this forlorn land				
Ogling the presence of thine beauty				
Thou came to me and groped my heart			
as thine words taste better than red wine			
as thine breath smells better than roses				
I gaped wondrous to the allurement of thine heart		
Forsooth,

Precious Cherub

Midnight glows from behind pearl- glazed pools,
darkness hides the delight of eyes wide open.
As time floats by in dream-like waves,
sunrise blooms with the wake of morn'.
Scented petals of nature's honey linger;
butterflies perform in perfect harmony.

The Trophy and the Cherub

She always was his trophy
The Perfect Man's match
With manners to perfection
Haute couture and a hat.

All was on schedule
Each day of the week
She knew when to smile
She knew when to speak.
She knew when to lie down
And make a mind's list
As he motioned three times
To fill his passion's wish.

Until one day one younger
Entered his mind
And he abandoned

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