Short Watchman Poems

Watchman w a t c h e s wall
7/12/2021...

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nine o' clock,on a sky deep azure blue

the night watchman nods a morning adieu...

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Cooling moon shivers
Between sharpening mountains;
My lone watch begins --
All thoughts carried far away...
Just twigs upon the river....

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a village watchman
                                       loses wife in neighbor's house
                                            a good night watchman...

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mockingbird sits
singing spring morn's song
unmoved as smallest limb sways  

watchman crow caws warning
silence~mockingbird flies ...

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On the front line stands a man 
set
to give last breath

He walks in death’s dark shadow
brave
the sentinel

a keen watchman
fulfills solemn oath
who watches out for him?
~*~...

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The trunk turning and grey,
                                        Knows the secrets of his life.
                                                   The tree smiles in silence....

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Gatekeeper



The gatekeeper whose
golden house’s roof reflects 
off the sun at noon
A torch or a lighthouse for 
The fearless midnight watchman


Marckincia Jean
Tanka 
10/16/19...

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Taunting the day,
red moon rising,
tucking the sun, 
back into bed,
calling me forth,
her faithful soldier, 
collecting memories,
of stars for millennia, 
night's watchman,
at it again.


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In the zoo - a  staff with all might,
Searched  among predators midst,
Looking for the watchman, who at night,
Was disappeared during the  shift.
  
The other side of there same  puzzle,
Why does the lion have a smiling muzzle?...

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no one may enter and
no one may leave but here
no one is a stranger

the leftover bread of feasts
tossed out onto the street
claimed by birds and beggars

a generous host should know
that any wall is only as tall
as its watchman...

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Transylvania
That’s where Count Dracula is.
He comes out at night.

He will cause some fright
when he makes his rounds at night.
Not like a watchman.

At the town blood bank,
he never makes deposits.
Withdrawals are made.
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lullabies in sleep
still sleeplessly snow-skating ~
babies are clever

husband on new love
wife income-generating ~
both caught red-handed

happy luck watchman 
peg a day keeps dreams away ~
early sleep late-wake



23 October 2021...

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Limerick : Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark

Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark
And woke up the Bush Watchman in the dark
Man barked : « What’s so funny ? »
Lark chirped : « Look at Bunny ! »
Bush felt snails oozing up Bunny’s bark.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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The flame in contest combats the chill of the night
I see an old man in remembrance of his youth
his words gaped in jest if only to shroud life’s plight
scars of countless carnal lies a hub of untruth.
In the brazier raindrops snarl, routine so trite.

© Harry J Horsman  1991...

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Build your fort and be its watchman
Wound me with silence or cut me with words
Humiliate me, remove happiness
Put me in lonely company
Make me autarkic

I will battle with whispers
I will hide in plain sight
I will sulk in the now
I will kill with looks
I can cry in secret...

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Sunup Surprises

Sunrise celebrates dawn's exquisite amethyst flush
 Mauve melding into magenta's fuschia blush;
Sunup razzle dazzle watchman - copper rooster - rises
 Signals first light hues in shades of coral-pink surprises

8-5-21
Contest: Your Favorite Quatrain
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins...

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It's a couple of hours into the early morning.
A television station gives its viewers a warning:
The channel is signing off the air
to the tune of a rocket's red glare, 
and bombs bursting in air.
It's time to turn off the TV, and grab my flashlight.
I must walk the area to see all is right.
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The sun, sliding over the hill
Tickles the clouds with his long arms
As he stretches before going to bed.

As he yawns, color flashes through his mouth
And his tongue paints the sky with golds and reds.

The animals come to say goodnight
As he slips behind the mountains.

The moon comes out to take his place as watchman.
He tucks in the sun with a starry blanket
And watches over Earth for the night....

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A distant dot
Is the first shot
Ricocheting across the bow
The supply ship
Took
With only boy's for a crew
That sunk into the blue
When the torpedoes struck 
And unlike the Titanic
Not a single ship was to come back
Cast into the deep blue sea
The Cocky Watchman sank
Last man standing 
On the precipice of a watery abyss
Fallen sailors dwell 
Of little consolation 
He took 1 final look at presidons constellation...

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He works alone
in cavernous stockrooms,
or as a night watchman
guarding unwanted things.
He is never behind the counter.

He is the man
who has the social skills
to fill racks.
Occasionally he is found
as a clerical error,
still at work in a defunct depot
long since depleted
of function.

A yellowing Rolodex
may yet yield a contact number
like a mythical footprint.
Someone may need to call him,
but what shall we call him?...

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how hard is it for the eyes to see,
past mans logic, past his own reasoning,
for a purpose that goes beyond himself,
that changes the way he sees himself,
rest assured, God sees through,
behind all we say, and what we do,
even when we don't have a clue,
the heart of his love continually moves,
watchmen stand guard night and day,
in intervals to watch and pray,
he guards our hearts, waking up to his call,
his love speaks through these walls,...

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Don't worry about the daddy long legs
they look scary but they're pretty harmless
they mind their own business-stay in one place..
but the ones you do have to look out for are the little ones
the jumpers and the runners-they never stay in one place
some carry bad intentions -poison in their fangs
they'll not hesitate to hop in bed with you 
run all over the face of your dream
make you silently scream
turn you into a
night watchman...

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He works alone
in cavernous stockrooms,
or as a night watchman
guarding unwanted things.
He is never behind the counter.

He is the man
who has the social skills
to fill racks.
Occasionally he is found
as a clerical error,
still at work in a defunct depot
long since depleted
of function.

A yellowing Rolodex
may yet yield a contact number
like a mythical footprint.
Someone may need to call him,
but what shall we call him?...

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5-19-2011        The lighthouse shines

The lighthouse always there,reaches out from the distance,watches over the busy sea,

Drawing visiting eyes that return breathless,Coming a lit over the setting sun,

never tired- always bright,a beckon to the wearied and the afraid,

Calls out to the lost,carries the weak of beyond,to be safely ashore,

Morning brings the sleepy watchman,I knock at the door of deep grains,The silence answers the calling....

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