Short Blood Line Poems
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LIBRA TALE
Sweet and Sour hectic sign
Love me, trust me, the stars align
Balance of truth and dare
Good and Evil, full of care
Blind when it comes to blood line
:) PD
To hurt…
just to know I can feel
To bleed…
just to know I’m alive
The wounds of my fathers
those never to heal
In remembrance
—the past never dies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
Concept of sameness
within family nuance...
blood line prevalent.
When The link is blood
the brain a mind of its own...
tolerance prescribed.
Honour each other
respect is earned not a gift...
like an open mind.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
my family roots
flange to three generations
stand on a tripod
the grace of values
fondued by humble elders
half here and half there
the hopping second
have tales full of humour
vanishing the blues
the out cradled babes
tow blood line of bold and old
exposing its veins
May 6, 2016
Haiku on My Family
For Marvin Celestial
The Holy Grail is a woman seated next to The Divine Being they say
Mary Magdalene, lifted by God’s Own Finger
I thought it was the Cup, the Cup of Sorrow.
Would the Blood which takes away the Sin come so cheap.
When the Vessel which was to bear it had to be so Pure.
Why would God need a Royal Blood Line ?
When we all receive the Blood of Christ at the Eucharist
Does not it make us all ROYAL ?
(fact)
A mother figure I would never need
For the one I have is good enough indeed.
We may talk or may not talk.
But no one can't replace the blood line and Gene we share.
Even though she abandoned me, still no one can't ever
Replace her.for she's my every being.
I do not forget/ nor forgive her and never will
For I know if I do,then she won't regret what she did.
She's Maryse Andradas that's all she will always be.
You come in as submissive
My inner circle you dominate
Blood line circulate never ovulates
One silly move
you in it for weeks
I meditate your lust
My past I garden you to die
Water you to drown
Milk it
my bones will carry me
Breathe, weed, smoke, air was always air
Lifeless solutions you benefit
I live to regret
My faith in you contemplate
Traditional quick but puppets
Bloom or follow dooms leads
Tear-drops kisses skin scale
lover prayer heard fail
sun rise not today
for i tumble a cry
Clarify missile elegy
poets own pantomime
target inner blood line
Abel's gifts crop lien
what else to define
world crisis; fine
Darts light match-sticks
indicators get th' tip
th' innocent th' sip
th' seductive th' trip
runs then airsick
trying to hold or pick
some old garment fic
neutralize grip
th' lure wins th' snip
Best, He said it best
When time had come for Him to die
Jesus read throughout the bible
No warnings found
None caught His eye
He stood in line
For least an hour
No name called out
No blood was drawn
To past the test
The blood be pure
Blood line be strong
Richly raised
Supremely born
All of His life He clearly heard
Son You are the chosen
It is written in the Word
Fate is set
But yet instead
The guy in front
Took all the brunt
Hung on a cross
Was put to death
FAMILY
We are family
End that is reality,
Together we stand
As one.
Unity, royalty and-
Security is what
Bond as together.
We will never be apart
One body down, no body
Lest until down turn’s up.
We are family,
We are merciless.
Mercy to our blood line only
Is one of our rules.
Try us, you regret.
Love anybody in our Blood line
You will be loved in return.
By Smart Grey Magwaya
A Golden Blade Of Setting Sunshine, By Davieo, David Rothchild
A golden blade
Of setting sunshine
Shimmeringly pierces the shade
Of wavy water tops, a shrine divine,
Sublime, nurtures natures loving brimming blood line
A wet warm winning breeze
Speaks of peace, briskly hugs all
With the fit of glovely tease
A perfect mood, a heart calming call
Announces a flitting stirring star filled velvet night
Dancing light, spinning bright, dreams take flight
By Davieo, David Rothchild