Short Sherman Poems

Bison buy some but ain't no more
General Sherman closed the Great Plains’ store...

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Children imagine things big

Why do we stay small?

Can we grow?



Valerie Sherman...

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Soft so sweet,
on my lips,
your sweet taste

As juice runs,
I do catch,
Drip drop drip.

Passionate,
to my soul,
pineapple.

Valerie Sherman...

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William Sherman by Doris Culverhouse

USA union General William Sherman
Calm determined and mighty fighter
Ruthless morale killer
Marched by Atlanta with hot pyrotechnics...

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I am tired of this rat maze surrounding me. 
Time has come for me To live my own dream.
Off I go like a feather from a delusions wing;
for sweet mother nature and her hollow tree.

by Desi E. Sherman
2011...

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Right at our front door
Time awaits we both have dread
Severing our kindred ways
I beg you wind please
Don't blow fond memories my way
Parting time has come









Valerie Sherman
Relationship Breakups...

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Dancing to a Dixieland band, I think of General Lee
And General Sherman who led a march to the sea.
I am glad that I did not live in the south back in the day.
I cannot imagine how fast my sad feet could not run away....

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Edifice, 
ones temple for his breath;
Pervasive force to guide until death!
Threadbare be thy mind;
Inclement in bind.
O so such-subjugation on one’s flesh,
Is like being cut up with still mesh.

 By Desi E. Sherman...

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O Cerridwen, 
goddess of poetry 
Lend me your ear
For I have found your earthly vessel 
Blessings upon my eyes
Tenderness here lies 
Bathing in the glow of a full moon 
She chides me in the ways of love!
By Desi E. Sherman...

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Valerie
Mother sister friend mentor
Daughter of Laura John
Lover of Truth Equality Outreach
Who feels strong empowered blessed
Who fears God failure defeat
Who would like to see Africa Jeruselum Italy  
Resident of Columbia S.C.
Sherman...

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Chariot of fire
close your eyes and say a prayer
for it's your time to sleep.

Set and take with you
begrudging darkness of the day
trailing behind you.

The hills are calling
give way to a new days dawning
let thy nemesis arise.


Valerie Sherman...

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Diondra
Daughter, writer, singer, dancer
Sister of Charmane, Brynisha, and Kaleb
Lover of music, darkness, and night
Who feels pain, sorrow, and lost
Who fears love, failure, and guilt
Who would like to see love, warmth, and peace
Resident of Sherman, Texas
Johnson...

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Comic
faces smiling.
Maniacal laughter
echoing deep inside the head.
Terror.


This poem was inspired by Cindy Sherman's Untitled #425, a chromogenic color print from 2004.  This print was seen at the Dallas Museum of Art, which is currently hosting a Cindy Sherman retrospective until June 9, 2013....

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As Yggdrasil stretches into heaven
Hyperion watches a new Armageddon
As General Sherman towers above
Methuselah cradles a mourning dove

Old Tjikko refuses to bend
The baobab thwarts the wind
The Tree That Owns Itself
Will never, ever be compelled

The Cedars of God remain
Despite any flood or hurricane...

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Like the beauty hidden beneath the brook
It’s the simple dimples that make me smile
Or is it the drop of a drip 
Off an old black bear’s back 
As he chases the flip flop 
Of a Brook Trout
Or is that the Big Brown
As he marks the beginning of the Hex hatch.
          by Desi E. Sherman
                 9/22/2019...

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To adhere to any subservience,
 i kindle the whispers in my head.

To juxtapose my beliefs with the worlds, 
 i sit back and savor a frigid beer. 

It is at these times that stately minds  
 conceive the grandest of offenses.

The expansion of one’s own apreciation; 
 in search of richer wisdom.

By Desi E. Sherman
11/17/2012...

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musket
predecessor to the rifle
named for mousquette or sparrow hawk
smoothbore long-barreled firearm
cumbersome, heavy to lift

musket
used by infantrymen
during the War Between the States
Sometimes referred to as the Civil War
Or Sherman and Lee's war

musket
heavy to lift,
large-caliber, clumsy,
muzzle loading
shoulder gun
musket...

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How To Catch A Cold

Wait until nightfall
When all is quiet
And you are alone in your room
With the cold
Sneak up on it
In the dark
With a Sherman tank
Don’t make a sound!
Take a sling filled with aspirin
Without noise
Prepare the walls with vapor-rub and love
As you move slowly around the room
Slip a pill down its throat
Pray that it stays there
While you lift it lightly
Into a box marked for colds...

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Parallel

As we crawl through her mind
I indulge in all her secrets.
 
if her thoughts; she laid there on a silver platter
then I dabbled a bit within each of her fantasies. 

As we swaddled her lust within a blanket
I snuggled there deep in her mental bosom. 

We lifted her passion up to the next level
and I ate up all her barriers built from past discretion.
     
       by Desi E. Sherman
         11/27/2019...

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Shameless shady shepherd Sherlock shushed shoeless Sherman
so surely shabby sharp-eyes Sheila shellacked sheep-headed Sherlock
Shaken shallow Sharon shadowed shapely shipwrecked Sheila
Shadow-man shilly-shallied, shifting shopworn Sharon’s sheep
Showy Sharon sharpened a shortened sheath, shaving Sherlock
Sherlock shuttled shell shocked Sherman, showing his Shenanigans
Shoddy Sheila shocked Shelly, shaking sheep into Shangri-La....

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I have been Intrusted with knowledge! 
Completely incrusted with time,
Admirably holding onto wisdom,
Lost for thousands of generations. 
Set free like the busting of Hoover dam.
Overflowing rapids of life altering thoughts,
Of all the great thinkers,
Hoarded up condensing it’s
Own energy from all periods past.
Released to flush the poor unsuspecting main frame for the universal nervous system, 
Of yet another victim of time.
By Desi E. Sherman...

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I tasted your soul last night.

It left your essence to linger on my tongue.

Not to mention the scent that dances bare
there About my upper lip.

Or your aura’s nectar that has stained my mouth,
With fantom flavors of your character's own passion.

And then there’s that dribble of lust that clings to my chin
The same one that I dare to forget and wipe clean.

Only To be left with nothing But a dream.

I tasted your soul last night.
By Desi E.Sherman...

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Sherman the snowman wanted a potbelly stove of gray.
He said I want to warm my hands in an igloo today.
His relatives were negative, they tried to discourage him.
But he stood a bit taller, sucked in his gut and jutted out his chin.

He was determined to warm his hands if he could.
Wish he’d change his mind, his mother said, I wish that he would.
But Sherman wanted what he wanted, and he stood by the heat.
And he slowly disappeared, into a puddle so incredibly sweet....

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Poetry Soup There are so many things I love about you:

"P" your alpha - etches pride within forming an
 O  asis by which to harbor my inner feelings- my
 E  xasperator of all that understood me not.
 T  enderer of non judgemental praise which,
 R  aises courage capable of
 Y  ielding elated works of art.

S   ince we've first met the 
O  il of your very poetic pen has
U  nleashed a passion for you no other
P  en can begin to create.


Valerie Sherman
1/9/2012...

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You starred as George Jefferson and Deacon Frye.
It's a known fact that you were one hell of a guy.
You and your TV wife also guest starred on Lois & Clark.
When it came to stardom, you definitely left your mark.

I loved to watch the Jeffersons when I was a boy.
Seeing you act was what millions of people enjoyed.
Sadly you've died at the age of seventy-four.
People are sad because you can't act anymore.

(Dedicated to Sherman Hemsley who passed away July 24, 2012.)...

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