Short Keels Poems

Brunhilda married a fellow named Horst
For their first meal, she treats Horst to some borscht
  She serves him with sweetest smile
  But Horst cries, "This stuff is vile!"
Then keels over ~ should have filed for divorce...

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‘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...

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Tidal breathing lunar pull ocean
Heaving  monthly passion waves.
Measures of timing in surely repelling  
Slow steady repeating gravity law
Winds of tomorrow and yesterday's keening
Fill canvas dreams as  keels argue sorely
Rippling and driving in moments of yaw
Time tied in tidal moon fluctuation
Swinging and tolling to crash on the shore
As we spend our days
Hoping for more....

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lean ships run
each stroke more
driving them ever
nearer shore
almost silent 
in the night 
sudden appearance 
adding to fright
shield and axe rest
ready to taste to the full
hot red blood sunk
in body buried in skull
grating keels 
in the sand 
sliding on 
to alien land
battles cries 
battle screams
pierce the night
enter dreams
too late to save
men half asleep
women endure
and later weep
another round
in the game
another raid
in odin’s name...

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A brook cascades daintily extant
~ flowing gayly heart’s incited joy
Meandering, nestles on Peace
~ quivering restraints strain ‘n squirm 
Breaking-bank, careens downwards
~ extols faith’s grim heart-bomb
Undulating, veering waves extrapolate 
~ Yonder’s zooming blue-adieu
Sojourns, so-longs, traversing under veils
~ weathering wry extremes
Heart’s incessant journey keels love’s mainland
~ new opaque's reach... 

(10/7/21 For 'Islands in the Stream' contest)...

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A canary pulled
The trick of his life
When a cat
Moved in for the kill
The canary hung on
An unlocked cage door
So, when the cat leaped
The canary slings open 
the door and the cat
Leaps inside, the cage 
Door slams shut 
With the cat locked inside
He presses his 
Pitiful looking face up 
Against the cage, as if he was
Begging to be released
But the canary looks at
The cat, and then burst out
Laughing, he laughs so hard
That he keels over and falls to the floor

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2135,
Crest Hill Drive,
In the summer of ‘79,
We arrived,
stifling heat,
Sandburs in our feet,
At Joseph Keels,
I started 3rd grade,
After school,
In the street we played 
Cicadas droned all night,
Bats chased insects at twilight,
Gamecocks weren’t very good,
But Atop college football,
George Rogers stood,
Flea market every Sunday,
To try and make ends meet,
The tragedy of suicide,
Of the man across the street,
Such are my memories of,
2135,
Crest Hill Drive

JEV...

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Turner's artistic gift is sought to a working-class dream sequence.
His visual poetry beats the factory revolt's time and place.
In a stunning display of moonshine, which erupts through the sky.
At the right, Keelmen, flat-bottom keels hauling coal along the Quay

1st Place Contest Winner

Written: February 3rd, 2022


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Enter the 'A STRAND (1066)' Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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