I Love To Breathe In
in Short Poems
Homely aromas
of freshly baked bread.
Scents of the garden
infused in my head.
in Short Poems
Homely aromas
of freshly baked bread.
Scents of the garden
infused in my head.
Ann, this is so beautiful. I have a lump in my throat. Once again, you have an ability with such ease to create a masterpiece in just a few words. The fragrances you chose to mention are...
I heard your voice,
I saw you grin,
I tasted your lips,
I breathed you in,
Christmas here once more,
hard to ignore, festive
wreaths on every door.
I really loved this Poem! If you would ever ask me, Christmas is my FAVORITE holiday and it is the best time of year! My favorite thing about Christmas is the family being together and...
My beloved canine friend
life's not how it used to be
you no longer hear my whistle
and just keep on running free.
Oh Pat,
You are always so encouraging. Any comments from you mean a great deal, as I have such enormous respect for your poetry. I do hope you are keeping well. It's been such a joy...
Together for over fifty years,
times of laughter and of tears.
I fell in love with all his charms,
could dance forever in his arms.
Hi Alan
Yes, we have very similar stories. I too had been married for 58 years. Like you, I have also done a creative writing course since retirement. I very much look forward to...
in Aging Poems
To find room
for her flannel nighties,
a well-worn woollen dressing gown,
her furry slippers
Oh Pat,
I sometimes think if it wasn't for people like you I might just give up writing poetry. I get so low when my poems don't receive any votes. In fact I tried to get one deleted,...
in War Poems
(The book I've been reading rests on my knee,
you sleep.) (Wendy Cope)
I am trying to read, I cannot sleep,
in Husband Death Poems
A shadow walks beside me
in the rising rays
of the sun
I turn a corner
Hi Ann, like you I also lost my soulmate, I still feel her presence today, I do believe they are looking over us, God bless you.
Thank you, James. As you know, all comments are welcome and mean a great deal. All the best, Ann.
in Spring Poems
There's a hum from the bees in the air
which stirs up gentle musings in my mind,
scented blossom is making me aware
of certain hidden treasure they may find.
Hi Ann,spring certainly raises the spirits, your poem says it all, sending you my seasons greetings. God bless.