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Carol Henderson Poem
I always thought you were like Pan
Ageless,would never die
But Deaths kiss came so swiftly
You left us high and dry.
No last farewell
No parting words
No comfort or compassion
Death reared his head
And covered you
In a cold and heartless fashion.
The hands of time turn so slowly
But our minds spin out of control
Replaying over and over again
The departure of your soul
But the tears we cry will not resurrect you
Back to this cruel, hard place
All we have are our thoughts of you
And the memory of your face.
(for my Cousin Ronnie Meese, tragically killed 07/27/11,aged 58)
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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Carol Henderson Poem
As I plod along the boggy fields
Master on my back
The heavy armour on my chest
The mud upon my flanks
The smell of blood in the smokey air
Of man and beast entwined
The thrust of decay beneath my hooves
Tension in the skies
As cold April winds
Lash into my eyes
I keep myself in check
To heed the masters voice to me
And his command upon my neck
His spurs, they push into my flanks
As the enemy approaches
I twist and turn, rise and fall
As metal upon metal clashes
Fast I must hold, stumble not
As the master fights the battle
Heart beating hard, mouth dry as earth
Blood coursing down my chattles
Treading hard upon the ground
Regardless of the dead
Then the day is won,the bugle sounds
"Homeward men its over"
Wearily I trot beneath the sun
To green fields of grass and clover.
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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Carol Henderson Poem
I can not believe her,
As there alone she sits
Eyes scrutinizing everyone
Moisture on her lips
Her face as hard as iron
Beneath the caked on artifice
She need rely on no one
She is no longer nice
Her very core is blackened
Her eyes, they will not see
The despair that she portrays
As she shuns her purity
A commodity, not a woman
It what she has become
Her only aim survival
A foil for someone's fun
She's just a vacant vessel
To be used again and again
If lucky with affection
Sometimes with numbing pain
Oh, if only someone had loved her
If only someone had cared
Oh poor ravaged face once beautiful
How badly you have fared
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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Carol Henderson Poem
Standing in the school yard
Alone and all forlorn
Trousers all threadbare
Jumper all torn
Eyes wide and frightened
Hair closely shorn.
Taunted and humiliated
Nobody on his side
No one knows the secrets
He's buried deep inside
He keeps them safely hidden
If he told they'd say he lied.
The filth and depravation
Of the place he spends each night
Unwashed,unloved, uncared for
As the world ignores his plight
Cold and hunger his compatriots
A bare bulb his only light.
The taunts and jibes they haunt him
As he lays down to his rest
Oblivious to the ramblings
Downstairs,of drunken guests
Blotting out the fear of shame
If by chance they called his name.
He dreams of being normal
To have a mom and dad who care
Of not fading to the background
Of not pretending he's not there
To have a family to protect him
Would be a reverie beyond compare.
But he'll survive the years before him
Be strong, become a man
Even though no one wanted him
He will achieve the things he can
But born as he was of mortal sin
He will always be that lonely "ragamuffin".
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Carol Henderson Poem
A chest full of treasures
Diamond, rubies unturned
Slivering sliver
Glistening pearls
Sapphires and emeralds
Sparkling so bright
Ambers and topaz
A beautiful sight.
But none of these treasures
So rare and so bold
I do not covet
Have no wish to hold
For I know that these jewels
Hold no bounty for me
I have treasures immeasurable
God gave me for free.
The treasure of memory
Of people long gone
Who touched my life gently
With the warmth of the sun
Of hearing a baby
Cry for the first time
Heralding their entrance
To this world so sublime
The feeling of sunrays
Bleaching my bones
The coldness of icicles
And soft fallen snow
The sound of the sea
Breaking roughly on shore
The roar of the wind
The light in a storm.
For my fathers my diamond
My mother my pearl
And though I can't see them
I know that their there
My family my treasure
Who without I would fail
My husband my anchor
The wind in my sail.
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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Carol Henderson Poem
Words we should not have written
Words we should not have said
Which have taken place in history
Remain locked inside our heads
Times balm it may soothe them
As we inter them within our soul
But we are not santioned to forget them
As they rupture from their hold
If only we could turn back the hours
We would rewrite them, unsay them true
Do anything not to have uttered
Or penned the offending truth
They can destroy love and friendship
These hapless, shapely signs
They show so much of our thoughtless selves
These words we should have left behind
But their meanings are our legacy
Which our hearts must strive to hide
As we endeavour to live each day
We show the world a salve, a smile.
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2012
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Carol Henderson Poem
Welcome! to Planet Earth
Where entrance is for free
But if you stay,and who you are
Will be a postcode lottery
Come right in and look around
There is so much to see
The fields of green
The mountains high
The beautiful deep blue sea.
You could reside on land
With a sunburnt sky
Or live amid the forest trees
You could camp on ice
Beneath snowy peaks
Or linger by the seas.
You could be black
You could be white
Yellow, red or brown
Have wealth or not
You just won't know
Until they put you down
You could toil on land
Or fish at sea
Or maybe live in luxury.
Famine fear and bigotry
Or misery galore
A hint of happiness here and there
Could be what in store.
Tears, joy,laughter,pain
You'll experience all these things
So take a gamble if you dare
And lose you angel wings.
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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Carol Henderson Poem
I walked into my garden
And saw a strange bright light
Descending from the heavens
Within the dead of night
As I moved,it moved with me
To the left and to the right.
I sought to determine where it came from
To find its wondrous source
But my eyes could not behold it
It was such a hallowed force
Gently it enticed me
To pursue it on its course.
I followed where it led me
And spied the earth below
As I was lifted to the heavens
My mind began to know
I was leaving life behind me
It was my time to go.
Selfishly I joined it
Went on my joyful way
Trancelike, continued blithely
I did not want to stay
I felt his countenance upon me
His great glory all array.
Then in folly I looked behind me
And guilt began to reign
As I glimpsed my sleeping babies
I could not feign the pain
Of that innocence so appealing
I would never feel again.
In consternation he stood waiting
As he beckoned me to his side
But my anguish I could not desist with
No matter how I tried
The sorrow filled my soul now
I could not go inside.
His angel held his arms wide
To embrace me, tempt me in
So peaceful and alluring
To be at one with him
But as hard as it was for me
I could not go within.
No, I pleaded loudly
My Lord I can not stay with you
My work on Earths unfinished
Of this I'm sure you knew
He smiled, light fading gently
His tolerance so true.
My body it was shaking
Sweat ran my tortured brow
I smiled with eyes half open
He said"Your home now"
Thank God I weakly whispered
As I meekly made this vow..............................To always walk within his light.
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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Carol Henderson Poem
Where is my essence
Hidden within my soul
It cannot surface freely
It is lost beneath it's throes
It longs to sing my life song
It longs to show it's face
But I hold it closely to me
Feigning this is not the day
Always some old obstacle
Always a reason why
I will deny my spirit freedom
Until the day I die.
I will walk the road I paved
Ground out my work and toil
With sadness and melancholy
Unfilled by long hard years
Made bearable by short glimmers
Of hope and happiness
Of justice,truth and love
Holding on to good memories
Anticipate what's to come
But this life is hard and cruel
And no matter how we try
It will bind us with it's ties.
Copyright © Carol Henderson | Year Posted 2012
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