Outside, by my front door,
I count twelve things. Can you count more?
When I go out to take the air,
a snail and butterfly greet me there,
and I always see someone -
a lizard out in the sun.
A spider plucks his silvery strings
which he also uses to catch flies and things.
Uhoh, the snail is going somewhere,
but a caterpillar beats him there.
In the soil, where up spring plants,
I see a regiment of ants.
They march along in formation,
members of the six-legged nation.
In the tree a robin sings.
Hey, what's that - a hummingbird with rotary wings!
Let's not forget to take stock
of all the things under the rock.
A rolly polly rolls up cuz he's shy.
A centipede with a hundred legs strolls by.
When you go outside, what can you count?
Can you find a higher amount?
I'm scared of too many things outside.
I'm going back into my house to hide.
A circle and a triangle went out to take the air
one moonlit night upon Piccadilly Square,
and to every heartbeat pound and every footfall plunk,
the triangle said, "thunk a thunk a thunk".
The circle said not a word, so silently did she move,
ever good and graceful, she had nothing to prove.
If wings were mine to take the air
I’d worry not, why would I care
Imagine all the things I’d see
If wings were mine to set me free
Reflected by the aqua seas
I’d spin and twirl as if to tease
I’d wave to mermaids every day
and catch a kiss along the way
I’d tickle treetops with the dawn
And if I should begin to yawn
With clouds for pillows all around
No need to ever touch the ground
If wings were mine to take the air
I’d brush the sunshine with my hair
Just think how happy I would be
If wings were mine to set me free
8/8/21
Whenever you cross my mind
I get a smile every time
And you know it’s every day
When I can see your face
Back to remember when
I think of once again
When you were holding me
How I loved your company
The loving that we’d share
Would sometimes take the air
The sparks flew from our eyes
And fueled us with desire
You gave me all you could
And loved me as you should
How I lost you oh so soon
I sometimes ask the moon
When I stare up in the sky
And remember you and I
We’d never any strife
So much love that filled our lives
You held me oh so tenderly
We cherished all our memories
If my wishes would come true
I’d wish I was still with you
For life is so much harder
When I’m left alone to barter
Alone now in this world
Yet true love was once my pearl
I have so much to think about
And miss you as I go around
But thoughts of us together
Will carry me through forever
the leaves are crisp ,
red and gold.
the air is fresh,
it nips with cold.
Boots and jacket
my formal wear
as I head out
to take the air.
the sun is shining,
sky is blue.
there's not a thing
I have to do.
Autumn days like this
are rare
so I'll enjoy the day
and the fresh air.
NO GREATER PLACE TO BE THEN INSIDE THE SOUL LISTENING FOR SIGNS THAT ALL IS WELL WITHIN OURSELVES AND NEXT OF KIN. A LITTLE
PLACE INSIDE OUR HEART WHERE SOUL REPOSES LIKE THE TENDER PETAL OF A BLOOMING ROSE. IT IS A SANCTUARY BUILT BY GODS OWN HAND. A NESTING PLACE WHERE WE CAN HEAL. (B)
RELEASE THE VOICES OF THE EARTH AND SOAK IN THE SILENCE OF A BEAUTIFUL MOMENT, QUIET * SERENITY. CLOSE THE LASHES OF
YOUR EYES, BEGIN TO SEE THE BEAUTY OF GODS FRAMEWORK. THE STARS, THE MOON, THE SUN , SHAPED BY TWO LOVING HANDS. THE CLOUD FORMATIONS HUNG FOR YOU ALONE.
WHAT DO YOU SEE WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE SKY?(B)
THERE IS A LADDER BUILT OF STRONG CHORD AND VINES . USE YOUR HANDS AND FEET TO CLIMB UP . WITH EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE THE AIR GETS FINER AND THE SCENARY GETS SHINER . PLACE
YOUR BLOOMING FLOWERS AT THE TOP OF HIS ALTER AND OFFER UP A PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING FOR YOUR SELF AND ALL THOSE YOU LOVE.
SINCE WE ARE ALL FAMILY HERE, WE ARE ALL COVERED BY THE SAME
BLANKET OF WARMLY PEACE. (B)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZpY7LTCl2gY
Breathe.
In, and out, breathe;
Breathe.
To live;
To be free;
To feel life course through veins;
Breathe; in, out, in, out;
Breathing keeps the heart beating,
The blood flowing,
The body growing;
Take a breath and smile,
Take the air in and wake your brain,
Breathe.
To be alive,
To survive,
Breath of life come lift us high;
Breathe and again,
Take a breath and feel life coursing through,
Refreshing every part, every soul felt joy;
Breathe in the life that fills the lungs,
Breathe in the life that stills the fear of falling,
Breathe.
In and out, in and out,
Feel the body stretch and grow,
In and out,
Breath of life that fills your smile,
Breathe.
No tears will come
Struggling
I pray death will send it's angels to my door
Life has no meaning without love
Living with a broken soul is a sin
Hell on earth ,the blazing fire burning my flesh
No tears will come
Death can take my soul
No life within, life without love
Hope has no voice to sing
Emptiness is a death sentence
I am in a shallow grave
No tears will come
Take the air from me and give me peace
You take the words out my mouth,
I'm tripping on my tongue
In circles.
I'm getting dizzy,
And I'm all caught up
On your love; it's lethal.
Oh I,
Am a sucker for blue eyes and grinning teeth.
Can you unstick your lips?
I want to hear beneath.
Take off your dress.
I want to feel your skin,
I want to begin to see
Beneath it.
Take off your dress.
I'm a little curious,
I'm new at this,
Can't you tell.
You take the air out my lungs,
I'm choking on my tongue
I'm purple.
Oh you're a bad broke bandit
Stealing my love,
Like tax from the people.
And I,
Am a sucker for
Good lies through grinning teeth.
Can you unstick your lips?
I wanna hear beneath.
Take off your dress.
I wanna feel your skin,
I want to begin
To see beneath it.
Take off your dress.
Take off your dress.
Suicidal motions following this melody
With pain comes ecstasy
Blood flowing instantly
Forming a beautiful monstrosity
Rage brings insanity
Uncontrollable profanity
The imminent loss of sanity
A horrifying calamity
Anger shadows envy
A need for this empty entity
A deep void inside of me
Filling it through gluttony
Coming from inside
My flaring pride
Moving every emotion aside
I can’t help but abide
I know what I need
To thrive through my senseless greed
To arise and succeed
To take the air you breathe
Sloth sits behind my head
His voice slithers, cold and dead
Making decisions that I dread
Weighing me down to never leave bed
I am alone upon many
But women are plenty
I desire all over any
Lust drives my energy
The words I speak are fake
Lust is my sake
Clothes fall as my hands will take
Nightfall has shown my sinful mistake
Wrath sets my soul ablaze
A state of craze
A possibly eternal phase
Causing terror in countless ways
Horror spreads through lands of virtue
Every intent to hurt you
Madness’s breakthrough
You know it is so true
Here are my seven deadly sins
Nestled below my skin
Where to begin
When to give in
Go but don’t leave me
your touch constant in my mind,
take the air i will
from your breath you placed in me
that’s all i need, till next time.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
It is the arts that need no God
to crystallize a paradise--
the painter and the sculptor
are aware that through their wrists,
and underneath their fingers grow
a deity that all men know and feel
as mystic blood will flow
into a spirit effigy
and sign a road of stars.
No God need bless the architect
who fills the sky with sacrament;
the symphonist who writes
the stream of tears and joy
that take the air beneath
maestro's baton. No poet needs
to bow his head before
a marble throne...
and why this blasphemy?
It is the arts that feed the mind
and more than we may understand,
define a life beyond existing;
that alone in their own genesis
beyond a thousand years of scrolls
the noble friars passed along,
still speak as if to shake the earth...
that "It is good" may still decree
the very voice of God.
~