Short Cements Poems
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takes two to create
built upon two hearts so strong...
castles in the mind
each stone placed with loving care
mason cements strength and trust.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
Ripping the sky with His finger
Anointing winds to carry clouds
Inviting blue bird as singer
Neon songs carry on so proud
Blessed to see the rainbow
Only as a sign of His grace
Wonderful Counselor we know
Signs of His love cements faith
*Image of Floor Mat by Etsy.
Aloha also is Goodbye
How do, You do,
(Obama, who?)
Honolulu,
"Gathers," the pro-left best
they stick like cements,
Issues: starved mass,
overcrowdedness;
their gilded penthouse nests
o'er the homeless tents.
2022 August 25
fiery* smoke clouds sky
lethal ash cements green leaves
volcano erupts
*Psalm 21:9 You will place them in a fiery furnace at the time of Your appearing. In His wrath the LORD will engulf them, and the fire will consume them.
February 1, 2020
1st place, "Strict Haiku" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula; judged on 2/1/2020.
what we call synchronicity
is simply our heart’s pure intent
prayer from the lens of oneness
emotes of love granted consent
likewise when epiphanies dawn
and in unknowingness we rest
wisdom downloads in slow motion
lightening the load on our chest
these musings that have arisen
cements the trust we have in God
when poised erect as living light
our transmutation leaves us awed
A Mother's Home Cements A Family
Foundations laid in early years,
Walls protecting.
Wood, Brick, Stone,
Pillars of wisdom and inner strength.
Structure contains compassion, love,
Unconditional support.
Occasional putty filling cracks,
Intimacy granting shelter.
Doors swinging open and shut,
Always welcoming, forgiving.
Keys open countless memories,
This is not a house... but a home.
One again hears the rendition
of the songbird’s morning tide trill,
amongst shades of trembling light
that, which still meanders upon
the hillside, where unsung meadows
interact in dishevelled jade,
here were one to relive again
if only a fleeting moment,
an indulgence of nostalgia
that for me, cements in my mind
my youth and my esteem for you.
“A portrait of foreverness”.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Injustice
You sell identities like lemonade
On a hot summer afternoon
You lick the frosting of another soul
Off of the barrel of your gun
You let murderers walk the streets
To fill prisons with sunflowers
You fill media with celebrity gossip
While people starve and die
Corruption cements the walls of justice together
While we debate basic human rights
And the worst part of it all
Is me sitting here letting it happen
Poets comes from places
where the bridges
are made of memories,
and the words come out
to rain elsewhere ...
In this place the angels in
rainbow dresses, are
slices of heaven ...
In this place, in the kingdom
called poetry ... silence
of words dissolves
any anguish, and emulates
all joyfulness ... and all
days fresh poetry made
of dreams and memories
appears ...
and the poet of that land
collects and with them
cements his
life...!
People
to buy a house,
To build a safe house
on the cements
on the roofs of other houses
to own a sweet home
To cross the border,
over the barbed-wire fence
To get house
No one lives in
To be a gray bull
to cross the boundary,
follows him from afar
Groans of the horned black cows,
follow him in the distance
but the bull feels
contrary to his own brightening,
fading night grows darker and darker
He can't even see
a dot ahead of himself.
Slipped into the fine pitfalls.