Short Hand In Glove Poems
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when our head and heart act hand in glove
we sense the presence of God draw near
purpose of earth life becomes clear
one life to live, one life to love
Clouds are water vapor floating above
A fairy-like image reminding us of love
Soft and romantic
Dream-like magic
A summer of passion like hand in glove
Thought forms appear as a blur,
unless head and heart concur,
acting hand in glove,
in resonation with love
and then energy exchange
no longer seems strange.
17-April-2023
When in doubt, simply choose the path of love ~
Head melds with heart and both work hand in glove
Inner conflict ends, will to God we bend ~
It’s the way oh hermit, how we ascend
12-April-2023
A mind driven need spills out words of love,
Helps him steer one’s day away from blindness
When to render manifolds of kindness,
A planted deed that fits like hand in glove.
© Harry J Horsman 2020
Our great icon Michael Jackson, born "black and white"
To "heal the world" was his fight
His dance and song, like hand in glove it fit
Until the day we saw "this is it"
A-L Andresen :)
20th.January 2012
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My ears a complete pair,
with gratitude for every tiny sound.
They complemented each other
in so many ways.
As "hand in glove".
Mickey Mouse ears,
they're my royal crown.
Exploration
in empathetic listening.
Why waste time pursuing desire,
when God dwells in, within?
At life’s end, all that we aspire,
is to be free from sin.
Head and heart, hand in glove,
invoke grace from above,
that we be full of love.
Heed God’s chime ~
Why waste time
Role reversal, rekindle love
To be a child again
Head-heart aligned, now hand in glove
Cleansed soul thus free from stain
Choosing heart’s expansion
Bliss our meditation
God orientation
Glows fontanel
Role reversal
30-January-2022
Muster courage, resurrect love
All else but thought constructs
When head and heart be hand in glove
Then ego self-destructs
Enliven soul presence
Shake inner sentience
Know we are God essence
Turn a new page
Muster courage
14-January-2022
Quietus
What’s there to say, for who can pair
Word shadowy symbol
Are we of bliss rapture aware
Caress ineffable
The thought of love not love
Till head-heart hand in glove
In flight of gentle dove
Joy here to stay
What’s there to say
04-September-2021
Quietus
We are alive, so why play dead
Balance the left and right
Instead of mind, choose heart instead
Behold soul's aura bright
With head-heart hand in glove
Feel each throb of God's love
Descending from above
To bliss beats jive
We are alive
09-October-2022
Quietus
Our soul blooms, as of love seeds sown
We are the shining one
Will we claim the light as our own
Glow of the central sun
Head and heart, hand in glove
Follow the scent of love
God’s blessings from above
Bliss throb vrooms
Our soul blooms
16-October-2021
Quietus
Love says hello, why the clenched fist
Let’s plunge into embrace
The pure of heart do not resist
In-pouring of God’s grace
There’s nothing here but love
With head-heart, hand in glove
Gentle, like a peace dove
Make heart mellow
Love says hello
12-May-2022
Quietus
Looking, seeking, ultimate bliss
Half measures won't suffice
Trapped in the open, what is this
Where lies clear truth concise
God alone is; He’s love
Make head-heart hand in glove
Be His light, a peace dove
Feel soul speaking
Looking, seeking
22-October-2022
Quietus
Time moves slowly, distanced from source
Unless we be in love
Time dissolves, if bliss our resource
Head and heart, hand in glove
Each breath, joyous delight
Magnetism, oh so bright
Ecstasy, day and night
When heart lonely
Time moves slowly
11-October-2021
Quietus
Learn by touch, mindful and tender
Tread gently on the earth
Dwelling in inner light’s splendour
Our heart bubbles with mirth
Head and heart, hand in glove
Whence thus aligned with love
Draws in grace from above
Sans thought crutch
Learn by touch
15-March-2023
Quietus
Keep thought flow slow and heart mellow
We have a date with love
Sidestep ego cravings shallow
Make head-heart, hand in glove
Earth dream life but a play
Our joyous heart does sway
Vibrant through night and day
Feel inner glow
Keep thought flow slow
30-November-2021
Quietus
None stand apart, in eyes of love
Gods life breath, through all flows
When head and heart act hand in glove
Joyous soul, with bliss glows
As love for love does burn
In timeless time we learn
For God alone to yearn
As seen by heart
None stand apart
02-September-2021
Quietus.
Fill all voids with love, oh hermit
All else mere thought construct
Judging neither fault nor merit
Let ego self-destruct
In sync with love’s bliss beat
Our vibrant heart upbeat
Embrace each soul we meet
Head-heart hand in glove
Fill all voids with love
27-September-2022
Quietus
By sweat of lust inked,
animal instinct,
if be what drives us,
dark fears will nonplus.
Head-heart hand in glove,
weaved in threads of love,
discerns right from wrong,
taking all along.
When touch be gentle,
thoughts nonjudgmental,
our heart’s warm embrace
invokes divine grace.
29-January-2023
Tides, the ocean’s undulate
Rising, falling—contemplate
How the moon so high above
Works the tides like hand in glove
Moonlight playing on the beach
While the moon beams out to reach
Tides, the ocean’s undulate
FIRST PLACE WINNER
written July 5, 2021
for "Elemental" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Charles Messina
Metaphors are of no use;
symbols but offer excuse,
attempting to cage the breeze,
putting our mind in deep freeze.
The thought of love is not love,
head and heart not hand in glove,
aloof in separation,
distanced from God’s creation.
To be in trance yet awake,
presence seeking no retake,
mood and mode embrace-release,
our bliss drenched soul flows with ease.
as dreams within dreams unfold
in trance we fail to behold
we as Self are free from sin
since our light is caged herein
head and heart not hand in glove
we are distanced from God’s love
Who calls to us from the heart
where path to light we jump start
staid cessation is the way
to grow bliss beats day by day
that as we become the flame
our soul fulfils its life’s aim
I am a misprint,
Ink blot on love,
I remain a maybe
Longing for fact,
No speck of lint,
A hand in glove.
Thunder; a baby
Will only react
When you etch
Parallel clouds,
Whistling on cue
To a dead town.
Dream a sketch
Of silent crowds
Becoming you,
This boiling crown
Chews thought
Into flagellation.
Holes in the walls
To spy through,
Seeking a sort
Of bricked-up sun.
A heaven of halls,
All leaving you.