Short Heel Poems
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We are gifted life
for later to be taken
so why emotion
that used to manipulate,
strength built on the fear of it.
© Harry J Horsman 2014
this was bad mistake
this is not fake
they didn't histake
to take it off
it was in some one loft
i still hear the shoe sound
i got a
HIGH HEEL SHOE BEATDOWN
The secret to a good marriage is no secret at all
When she says “heel” like a good doggy, you crawl
Else no bone for you
Just a shoe to chew
Or just maybe you won't have to sleep in the hall
She entered the room with high heels that clicked
Click Clack Click Click Slide Slide, they were rather slick!
We were all intimidated by their height by the way.
But I felt sorry for the wearer;
Who soon became a swearer
Sun sprites fill my eyes
crystal brilliance synchronize
all my thoughts in Southern skies
sugar tasting wind~
Nerves of needle nights
condescend the Northern lights
as I turn to say good-bye
and make my way to him...
To lament the lion hearted
to cowering in trembled skin
befits the bottom dwelling things
the silt under wool of society's rug
While bravery is steel in stance
and oils the jaws of recovery
the bite of poison from burnt mouths
will hit the heel every time.
I created a comic hero one time
A character that disappears in time
Becomes invisible when irate
Ravages everything, but not deliberate.
What if this character happens to everybody?
Perhaps you'll opt to be just your own body.
Some children asked me of the hero's name
He may appear as a villain, I said, under a schlepper name.
By day I may feel
down at heel
at night I might
be high as a kite
the ups and downs
which keep on giving
make life interesting
and worth living
the alternative will arrive
in the fullness of time
but as I'm still alive
I'll thrive
and make my way
as best I can
while this poor planet
is messed up by man
‘Eau De Cologne’ breaches his senses as he walks towards the lady,
Her attire befitting of a bygone age; tastefully blending in with-
Her elegance and sophistication. She keels over like a ship in –
A stormy sea, yet within a moment her face straight laced passes him by
Affords him the slightest of smiles, as he touches his cap to salute her.
© Harry J Horsman 2018
Putting my best foot forward
shoulder to the wheel
nose to the grindstone
my Achilles heel
while sticking my neck out
I soon found
as
with my eye on the ball
ear to the ground
when I put my back into it
not with tongue in cheek
but to keep my chin up
heard joints creak
the onset of old age memory loss
an early taste
for in the end I forgot to bend
at the knees and not the waist
I saw a prostitute walking at night,
With high heels, ten inches, oh what a fright;
She lost her balance, crashing,
And her goods she was flashing,
Watching her get up was really a sight.
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February 18, 2016
Poetry/Limerick/High Heel Disaster
Copyright Protected, ID 16-759-173-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Limerick Contest II- For Fun
sponsor, Jan Allison
First Place
In my armor instead he wore
Now lays dead, my friend of honor
Petroclus, Oh! The grief I bear
Cannot be wiped away like tears.
Long will I suffer his demise;
Lost forever, our mortal ties.
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My lifelong friend lies before me
His emaciated body
Dressed in his “Best Mans” tuxedo
He wore so many years ago
as my best man in our wedding
bearing our golden wedding rings.
Oh! This human weakness: sorrow
What claim you, all my tomorrows?
There’s some tie between ‘Steal’ and ‘Steel’:
One with a Heart of steel could steal;
A clear link of Sought Rice with price:
At shops we stop to price Rice
A clear connection between Twice
And The kept-in-a-cup White Dice
In ludo, dice may be thrown twice
A strong Bond between ‘Wheel and ‘Reel’
A Real really turns like a Wheel
Some knot tying ‘Heal’ and ‘Man’s Heel’
To walk A Blustered Heel has to heal.
All these connections are quite sure,
Except in reasoning we are poor.