Cheers To Love
The world must become a much better place
Where more people dwell with a smile on their face
Living together in kinship and peace
A world full of hope where joys never cease.
Beryl Edmonds
About Beryl Edmonds
My interest and love of poetry began at school, when I was fourteen years of age. The class were given the project of writing an anthology of verse, using our own poetry and designing the cover for our book.
I really enjoyed the project and still have the book I made.
Poetry has remained a lifelong hobby, I enjoy reading and writing poems to this very day.
As poets we may not have a stake
in the Hall of Fame
Or not even Poet Laureate
put beside our name
But there's one thing tho' all poets know
that is for certain
Poetry's in the blood since life begun
till close of curtain.
I really enjoyed the project and still have the book I made.
Poetry has remained a lifelong hobby, I enjoy reading and writing poems to this very day.
As poets we may not have a stake
in the Hall of Fame
Or not even Poet Laureate
put beside our name
But there's one thing tho' all poets know
that is for certain
Poetry's in the blood since life begun
till close of curtain.
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Never Again
It's time to embrace every culture,
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One flock, one shepherd, one fold
Whatever our race, hue or faith
We're all made from the same mould.Featured Shared StoryThis poem should be shouted from the rooftops. Oh for worldwide peace. We have enough problems with climate change, we do not need wars. Well done writing it Beryl. Best wishes, Ann.
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Dearest Mother, I Will Always Love You
in Dying Poems
When dementia creeps in through the back door,
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Loving is needed, like never before...
An expressionless face, an empty heart, -
Teachers
Teachers proudly stand in front of the class
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With knowledge and influence en masse,
Igniting a flame in curious minds
Proficiently as the lessons unwind. -
A Rainbow Of Hope
God will paint rainbows in the sky
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Once again for the world and I.
Signs that will tell us all is well,
Freedom from this grim living hell.Featured Shared StoryDear Dinah,
I can't thank you enough. Your kind words have touched my heart. It's so nice to know the poets are being heard and read all over the world, that people like you are inspired by...
Poems by Beryl Edmonds
Quotes by Beryl Edmonds
Love is gentle,
love is kind.
Love opens your heart
and brings peace of mind.
Love gladdens your world.
Love raises the soul.
Love makes everything special.
Love makes you feel whole.
Like a butterfly in flight,
you drifted off to paradise.
A journey to the rainbow's end,
leaving broken hearts to mend.
Stories
A truly awesome write, brother John.
I too believe God watches us
And in our heart invests
The way to find inner strength
That helps us pass life's tests.
Sister Beryl
An awesome write on the anguish of those who suffer from depression, Patsy...
Is suffering from depression something love can overcome
Does living in a world of turbulence cause one to succumb
Everyone deserves contentment that comes from tranquility
If only there was harmony and no animosity
The world would be a wonderful place where every heart flew free.
Thank you for the congratulations on my winning the Summer Poetry Contest, Brother John. Winning was an unexpected surprise. To my mind, all of the entries were worthy winners. Yours I thought was just wonderful. Thanks most of all for your kindness, friendship, and support on my poetic journey. For sure, all the Limericks we've shared over the past few years have contributed to the success of this occasion.
Warm regards,
Beryl
A wonderful tribute poem for 9/11...
I remember the moment to this very day
When news of the horror came through to the UK.
The intense feelings of horror, shock and tears cried
On that day when a part of America died.
Bless all those people unnecessarily killed,
Families ruined and the wounded whose blood spilled.
Heroes, some with their names still unknown, unspoken
On the day when America's heart got broken.
Beryl Edmonds
This is poetry at its best. Whose heart could not be humbled or melted by such beautiful, moving, tender loving requests?