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Anne Pollock

About Anne Pollock

My background is in classical singing, and I concertized for many years until my retirement. I loved reading poetry from a young age and began writing my own for my family’s enjoyment. A romantic at heart, I like to write poems that tell a story to hopefully entertain and lift one out of the daily cares of the here and now. My family encouraged me to share my poems on the Internet, and I'm very grateful to have found Family Friend Poems, which provides a wonderful platform for poets everywhere.

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Poems by Anne Pollock

Christmas Jewels
- Published: October 14, 2021
Christmas Memories With My Family

in Christmas Poems

Oh, to capture Christmas
In the palm of one's hand;
To clasp, like a jeweled strand,
Every memory dear and grand.

Oh, to capture Christmas
In the palm of one's hand;
To clasp, like a jeweled strand,
Every memory dear and grand.

To cherish and remember
Every cold, colorful December;
The cheery topaz embers
Of a lazy Christmas Eve.

Mother and brother trimming the tree
In diamond and emerald symmetry,
While father prepares his special tea.
And I at the spinet, the tinkling gem-like tones,
Harmonizing with my own voice
And the winter's gusty moans.

The choirs, the carols,
The crystal-voiced heralds
Announcing the sapphire dawn;
The untidy wrappings,
The candies, the mince,
The parent's enveloping yawns.

Christmas with my family,
So dear, so long ago;
May the old times, like a garnet,
In my memory ever glow.
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The Spring Crocus Fairy
- Published: February 19, 2021
The First Signs Of Spring

in Nature Poems for Kids

Awake, little crocus, spring is nigh!
Let me kiss the slumber from your eye.
Come! Dance with me upon the lawn,
The night is o'er, embrace the dawn!

Awake, little crocus, spring is nigh!
Let me kiss the slumber from your eye.
Come! Dance with me upon the lawn,
The night is o'er, embrace the dawn!

How long I've waited patiently
Mid changing seasons of the year;
Through sunshine, harvest, and icy blast
When last I watched through frozen tears.

Now nature stirs from winter's lair
As petals open to the rain,
And I shall hover ever near
Until you fall asleep again.
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The Land Of Nosesnumb
- Published: January 18, 2021
Poem About Winter Sprites

in Nature Poems for Kids

There's magic in every snowflake,
A gem of frozen light;
And who should better know than I,
A little winter sprite?

There's magic in every snowflake,
A gem of frozen light;
And who should better know than I,
A little winter sprite?

You'll likely never see me
(I'm very hard to find),
Though my handiwork o'er hill and dale
In whitest ink is signed.

Hollyberry is my name
For my cloak is crimson red,
And I fashion the frosty snowflake
while children are abed.

Above the wintry world I work,
From the vault of the sky I come,
Yonder, where Mother Wintress reigns
In the land of Nosesnumb.

There I and my sister fairies
Practice an alchemy learned long ago,
Taught by our mother and her mother's mother
Of changing rain to snow.

'Tis a highborn art I humbly proclaim
For no two snowflakes may be the same;
Each dainty design, an enchantress's delight,
Filigrees adorned in purest snow white.

So, romping about some snowy scene
In city or country fair,
Remember, dear children, I and my sisters
Are making snowflakes there.
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Thank you, Trish. So glad you like my poem and grateful for your comment :-)

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Sleigh Ride
- Published: December 16, 2020
A Wintry Sleigh Ride

in Christmas Poems

Sleighing through the forest
On a late December evening,
To my sister tightly clinging
In our flying wintry bed.

Sleighing through the forest
On a late December evening,
To my sister tightly clinging
In our flying wintry bed.

Father briskly leading
The pampered horses heaving,
Beneath the heavens reeling
Round the pole star we are led.

Faster, ever faster
O'er the crunching, steely ice,
Tucked in warm and cozy
Like some picture postcard mice.

The mighty forest bows before us
Beneath its weight in snow,
A shimmering palace of ice crystals
Bathed in moonlight's glow.

Wind ascending,
Sleep descending,
As homeward bound we go.
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Homecoming
- Published: October 25, 2020
A Pirate Haunting

in Halloween Poems

Shiver me timbers, rattle me bones,
it's All Hallows' Eve, and I'm on me way home.
Home to me wifey, me Katy, me best--
been three hundred years since they laid us to rest.

Shiver me timbers, rattle me bones,
it's All Hallows' Eve, and I'm on me way home.
Home to me wifey, me Katy, me best--
been three hundred years since they laid us to rest.

Through bolted door I'll slither,
one night alone I'll stay;
though shrieking mortals scatter,
naught shall bar the way.

Sure I am to find her as in the bygone days,
knitting me tatters and mending me frays;
rocking and turning a pale, toothy grin
to greet her dear Johnny and welcome me in.

Loosed from the grave to become the walking dead,
we'll toast our health with a bottle of red;
then taunt our hosts with stories retold
of the good old days before we grew mold.

Haunting the house we once called home,
one night of the year with Katy, me own.
Teasing and carousing 'til the crack of dawn
When I lose her again to the black beyond.
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Anne Pollock, Oregon Coast, USA
6 months ago

You are so kind, Ann; thank you again for your encouragement!

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Anne Pollock, Oregon Coast, USA
7 months ago

I have been offline due to friends visiting and would have replied sooner, but your words of encouragement, including visualizing a book, made my day--thank you so much! I have read all of your poems, too, heart-touching, and will look forward to more. You have a gift for conveying the way to deal with life experiences that we can all identify with and find comfort in. I also enjoyed reading your bio, and will try to submit my own soon. Thanks again, Ann; nice to meet a fellow poet!

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