Short Stonewall Poems
Short Stonewall Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Stonewall by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Stonewall by length and keyword.
To Be Rigid and Firm
Stonewall should be ridged and firm;
Not allow things to wiggle or squirm;
Did predict,
Will restrict,
Advance of whale which is a sperm.
Jim Horn
I
Didn't
Become, the
Person, that I
Tried, so much to be,
I had ruined myself;
All the days I had wasted,
I was only my own stonewall,
When I was gone, no one even called,
All of them burdened me; they hated me.
Cats and dogs
Croaking bull frogs
Peas and beans
Dandelion greens
Oaks and pine
Maple trees fine
Lilac and rose
Azalea’s grow
Birds and bees
Two apple trees
Pond and lawn
A spotted fawn
Fence and stonewall
Framing it all
Love, impatiently awaiting
awaiting the heart to regroup.
Regroup from all of the torment,
torment from the mirage of love.
Love can rip down your defenses
defenses that stonewall the heart.
Heart of the most giving person
person so deserving of love.
A fence made out of wood
That stretches far
A flower garden of many colours
With a stonewall as the edging
By the deck a little pond
With water bubbling once in awhile
Two bird feeders to feed the birds
One small area to feed the squirrels
Three birdhouses for the birds to live
Chipmunks live under the deck
This is the view outside my window
That I see every day
Let us cross over the river
and rest under the shade of the trees
for surely by not waiting we shall see
no time gained greater to us than these
Pagodas temples and soft music greet us there
Oh how soft the rain on my face please not mistaken tears
expression no longer a protest our bones shall not last
Things dropped into the river will and must sink to their rest
Respect to Stonewall Jackson
If I am a stonewall, YOU are the shim that makes me Whole
YOU are the root the glorious Bloom, I, the thorned stem of a Rose
If I am the rising Sun, YOU are the Golden warmth around me
YOU are the illumination of Moonlight, I, just the twinkle of a star
If I am the waves of the ocean, YOU are the Loving Life with in
YOU are the Everlasting Love of my Heart, I, Forever Your Liege
TO BARBARA
If you have done this,
It is wrong — a shadow cast,
A contradiction in the heart’s pure glass.
You must confess,
Break the silence, stonewall no more,
For faithful persuasion opens the door.
Righteous rage, a fire that burns,
Yet deflators of power twist and turn.
Within your repertoire, seek the light,
Atonement’s path comes clear in sight.
Step by step, the truth unfolds,
And peace, at last, your soul holds.
Let us cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees
for surely by waiting we shall see no time gained greater than these
For surely by not waiting we shall see
no time gained greater to us than these
Pagodas temples and soft music greet us there
oh how soft the rain on my face mistaken tears
Expression no longer a protest our bones shall not last
things dropped into the ocean will and must sink to their rest
Category - Forgotten time and times !!
sat alone last night
the world was moving all around me,
but it seemed my life was in a standstill
the doctor said its anxiety disorder
but it is deeper than that
I am a prisoner of your love
I sat long in the night again today
I wondered life without you
and it brought pain to my heart
the pain seemed to run through me
freezing me dead like a stonewall
I heard someone say, 'Be brave and move on'
but I wonder if I can move on
when I am a prisoner of your love
Rubbed out
I stopped at a low stonewall
on my slow progress
saw before me a landscape painting,
ten sheep and twelve lambs.
I thought who that painter might be,
a sudden blur in the air,
when the picture cleared there
was a mare and her foal
five sheep had disappeared;
the painting looked better,
but I didn’t linger,
I wouldn’t like the artist to
think I was a part of his picture
wanting to erase me
for the sake of the prettiness.
of the landscape
The storm has passed,
Leaving behind hills covered white
The sky opens up to blue
With a shining mixture of gray and opal
Clouds scattered all around
The pine trees sway,
Waving between the horizon and here
On the hill where the rocks in the stonewall,
Are capped with snow
The wind chime still hangs chiming winter songs,
To be heard from this hill
Where the sky shows beautiful stories
In every direction
To be told, scene by scene, year after year
Heidi Sands
1/2/21