Short Hou Poems
Short Hou Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hou by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hou by length and keyword.
At the airpor-T
used credi-T card
buy firs-T class seat.
Went to first clas-S
lounge for drink-S of
their Hou-Se Champagne.
H- elp us LORD to
E- scape our awful maze of sin.
A- lways remind us we are thine, and to
R- each for thee whilst
T- hou toucheth our hearts.
A- id us by Your purpose true and
C- cleanse us of all evil.
H- ear us when we pray, our
E- ternal, Beloved and precious Father.
Written: May 17, 2025, for contest by Brian Strand
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a poet mother
dwells in
a tha tch ed
hou se a l o n e
white
a z a l e a s
b.l.o.o.m
Gonzonji no hakai
sangle, sangle sangle
sutata
toujors sangle
jidai Takumashi make rarerai
kosmou kosmou, kosmou
ypotithetai oti
oti
oti
Itan muskulva
O sitirastou
oti
oti
oti
itan Muskulva
homaka
Ka wa Hou
I myti tis tha thymata
galbannum
Protathlitis
protathliton
onj cha and galbanum
jidai Sutata!
Rodeheaver Name Meaning topographic name from Middle Low German roden, Middle High German roten ‘to clear’ + Middle High German hou ‘assart’, ‘area of forest assigned for clearing’. Alternatively, the second element may be an agent derivative of Middle High German houwen ‘to chop or cut down’, in which case the name is of occupational origin.
Interesting.
Jim Horn
Form:
Ek roep uit gedurende die storms van die lewe
Ek roep uit gedurende die storms van my hart.
Ek word stil en word onverm deur U genade.
Ek word stil en besef U is in beheer.
Vat my hand en lei my deur die storms van die lewe.
Hou my vas gedurende die storms van my hart.
U lig my op en plaas my voete op die hoogste berge.
U bevestig my in die waarheid van U woord.
Form:
Have you no tongue? So faint of heart?
Go tell her there's no other
so wonderful, and that apart,
so very like her mother!
Declare your hand, say it out loud
and never mind the lingo.
Why hide your ardor in a cloud?
She'll be yours, by jingo!
"Ich liebe dich!," "O, je t'adore!"
"ik hou van jou!," " b'hubuk!"
But when you're prostrate on the floor?
And when she shows you to the door?
Don't lose your nerve, or run amuck,
read Tennyson for better luck.