Short Handprints Poems
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A boy stands at the window,
showing his sister how to breathe fog onto the glass,
leaving tiny handprints that linger
and slowly disappear.
Across an ocean, the world is ending.
Categories:
handprints, innocence,
Form:
Free verse
Tiles of remembrance of classes
long past, replacing blankness
painted handprints and colors and smiles
spanning the length of the ceiling, forever
reserved for the posterity of wandering eyes.
How glorious the sunset! Our days unforgotten!
Categories:
handprints, confusion, imagination, introspection, life, mystery, school,
Form:
Ode
i sit in my car,
idling with the burning engine.
my radio only plays your voice,
my rearview mirror only shows your car.
handprints plastered around the seat, the doors;
a part of you lingers,
except for the part i want.
headlights glow alone on the road,
circling around your neighborhood,
trying to pretend
i'm still looking for your house.
Categories:
handprints, break up, car, house, lonely, longing, missing
Form:
Free verse
What you don’t see is the river of mind
coming through from the past.
The future also comes through,
your handprints are all in place
waiting to be nailed down.
You see a brush leaning against a wall,
it's the sweep already swept,
what it brushed away was this day.
You think you made it through,
but it's not a real life that lives you,
and only you walk through it.
Categories:
handprints, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Sometimes you got disheartened,
Because I was so small.
I seemed to smudge my handprints,
On the pictures down the hall.
But here’s the final handprint,
I left in your heart to remember.
Of the fragileness love of life,
Before I left you last November.
So when you think of me,
Know that we’ve not grown apart.
You must look within to see,
The handprints in your heart.
Categories:
handprints, loss, sad
Form:
Quatrain
The area shared with the back of a chair.
Where the spine tails off and leads onto a square.
It's the end and the start of all back and beyond,
Not the standard companion for skin to flesh bond.
But regardless of plainness you managed to find
How handprints and backbones can feel when combined.
Your boldness of action, no secret intent,
Cemented sensations no mind could invent.
Categories:
handprints, love, mystery, places
Form:
Rhyme
Handprints on the wall
From when we were very small
Memories remind us
What's left behind us
Show us how we've changed
and what we've rearranged
Remembering when we were here
As if it were yester-year
Now it's shown
How we've grown
For the good
Like we all should
Now except this life
Work through the strife
Someday you'll be happy
You are able to see
How much you've matured
Categories:
handprints, life, time, visionary
Form:
Free verse
Sediments are yet to be cleared
From the window sill of the days bygone
Handprints of an owner's ignorance
Remains carved on the glass alone.
Fossils of a lively refuge
Still masked by dust veils
Home, where once honey grew
Now marks the tombstone of loves's grave.
Novelty springs under
The eternal fountain of life
The creatures of days bygone
Stop to greet the future hive.
Categories:
handprints, allegory, freedom, history, home, humanity, nature, nostalgia,
Form:
Rhyme
The limbs had the raw strength.
They were learning
to walk on the water.
The silver axe
will hack off the neck
after the daunting recovery.
In gestational surrogacy,
you don’t want
the incisors.
To kill a wanderer,
you need a howling-
wind, fledged.
A shoebox contains
the handprints of a skeleton
and liquid eyes.
The hunger has a blue
desire. A savage bite
will bring out the space.
Satish Verma
Categories:
handprints, art,
Form:
ABC
Handprints cold,
Heart feels blank,
From young to old,
Family I thank.
As beauty falls,
Short to one,
The baby crawls,
Children have fun.
Wisdom speaks,
Feedbacks plotted,
Saving antiques,
Problems knotted.
Shielding length,
As wrinkles flare,
God given strength,
My life affair,
Leaking fault,
Numbers multiply,
A glare shares halt,
Others walk right by.
I may be old,
But please be kind,
I’ve grown bold,
A critical; instigated find.
Categories:
handprints, courage,
Form:
Alliteration
Chartruese hues surrounding wide eyes,
catching glimpses of Kaleidoscopes
while the rain smears
what's left of handprints.
I stood there, intoxicated
Which was cut short by the blow
to my lower abdomen
ten minutes prior.
Damn, heart's hurling false feelings
that we deem reality
because of inexperience
in such matters.
Failed to harden my organ though
although i wished it had.
on the other hand
i am grateful for the experience.
Categories:
handprints, lost love, love
Form:
Blank verse
Intricately designed castles
With millions of tiny pebbles
Sparkling golden sands of beaches
Stretching at the edge of churning seas
Become erased without a trace
When high tide moves in rolling waves.
Children's handprints, lovers footprints
Gone, their presence a shimmering
Missed perhaps by the misty seas
But captured by lunar magnetism
And the moonlight has been enhanced
And her walk has turned to a dance.
CarolineCecile © 06.01.12
Categories:
handprints, inspirational, mystery, nature, visionary,
Form:
Rhyme
one snowy wintry night. i lay asleep dreaming, it is the quiet of the night that lets you
go on dreaming. as i awake the very next day i want to go outside and play in the snow.
ive made my footprints in the snow and it is clear i dont know which way to go. as
handprints appear in the snow, i follow with my footprints, that now know which way to
go. during times of not knowing which way to go, it was the handprints of the lord
pulling me through the snow.
Categories:
handprints, faith, inspirational, peace,
Form:
Rhyme
Sticky handprints on my door
Muddy truck tracks across my floor
Laundry piling up galore
Imperfect photos for decor
These are the things a mom adores
Little feet headed towards my bed
The darnedest things my kids have said
Neatly cut corners on sandwich bread
These are the thoughts occupying my head
Watching as my babies grow
Learning things, they didn't know
Tossing a ball to and fro
Wishing time would go so slow
The candle of my life, I dare not blow
Categories:
handprints, mother,
Form:
Free verse
Looking back to that exact day
My daughter ran towards me.
Waving something held in hand,
Something you made for me
You couldn't wait much longer
for mummy's eyes to see
How exciting Starting a nursery
how great that feeling must be
To a child who only recently
Turned the age of three
Bright red handprints painted
So small
So glittery
You will always be a super star
To me, especially
Im glad I kept a hold of
This precious memory
Categories:
handprints, age, appreciation, art, daughter,
Form:
Rhyme