Tag: poetry
group name: spokanearts
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June 05, 2007 03:30 PM EDT --
Gather Troll
Lurking around, ready to attack, is Gather Troll
Watch your back, wish they would find a deep dark hole.
They drive by and leave low ratings;
Always lurking, always . . . more
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August 01, 2007 01:34 AM EDT --
Darcy Daylow lived in the hollow, In a snug little bungalow;
She grew pretty flowers; On land once fallow.
Her long tresses were yellow ;
When the wind blew her skirts billowed.
Her hand was sought . . . more
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April 18, 2007 03:11 PM EDT --
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April 30, 2007 02:13 AM EDT --
I remember now those forgotton yesterdays,
when we were kids hard at play.
Playing hide and seek and Annie over,
New Orleans and Red Rover.
Summer time was best of all;
riding bicycles and playing . . . more
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March 28, 2008 07:35 PM EDT --
To Love
By Jen. D. @ July, 11, 1987
To Love
To love is to share and give to another,
To love is to care in living with others.
To Love is being by someone's side;
When . . . more
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August 14, 2007 08:56 PM EDT --
Babbling brooks, cool and serene;
Chuckling over rocks mossy green.
Deep dark pools, Hide the big fish;
The ones of a fisherman's wish.
Waterfalls cascading like a bride's veil; . . . more
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June 14, 2008 11:09 AM EDT --
A window of refelection, mirroring life,
Of minute objects scurrying through tall grass.
Daisies sway in the light summer breeze
Herbs of the meadow a blooming sea.
Skies of deepest . . . more
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June 30, 2007 02:03 AM EDT --
By Jen Donier @ July, 6, 1982
In the still of the morn, skimming the lake's quiet surface flies the loon;
Disappearing in the dawning sky, slips the crescent of the moon.
Whispering . . . more
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May 13, 2007 04:42 PM EDT --
MOTHERS DAY WISHES FOR YOU
Mom's make the world a brighter place
With all their love and giving grace
We are blessed with their thoughts & deeds
When they often help . . . more
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April 24, 2007 12:56 AM EDT --
Trillums and purple crocus bloom
'Neath misty March moon
Tulips and Daffodills
Accompany April Bird song trills
Iris and Peonies in . . . more
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May 17, 2007 07:10 PM EDT --
Well! I am writing a poem using the world Ell;
Using word's that I know I can spell, A story to tell.
Walking down the street, I heard a ringing bell,
The air was scented with a flowery sweet . . . more
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May 31, 2007 11:25 PM EDT --
To dream a dream of a thousand years;
to weep a million bitter tears.
To watch a nation slowly die;
To ask of God, what reason why.
To sweat and toil from dawn to dusk.
To know . . . more
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March 11, 2008 02:52 AM EDT --
Fire crackles merrily on the hearth.
Winking embers huddling;
among the ashes.
Heat waves radiate through;
The small room of a shanty.
Winds blowing cold and harsh;
Rattle . . . more
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March 13, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
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August 03, 2007 01:04 AM EDT --
Moonlit Tryst
by Jen Donier @ August 2nd, 2007
After the sunsets creatures of the night emerge;
The music of katydids and crickets can be heard.
A raccoon fishing in a stream,
Eyes caught . . . more
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April 05, 2007 09:18 PM EDT --
Nipper, Nap and I
By Jen Donier, @ August, 19, 1988
My two companions for many a day togather always in work and play
Nipper my dog loyal and true, Nap the cat a smokey blue.
We oft would roam . . . more
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June 15, 2008 02:03 PM EDT --
The skies are leaden, the rain beats down;
Lightening flashes, Thunder booms a warning.
The water is soaked up by a thirsty earth;
puddles form, the wind rushes around.
The storm . . . more
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April 30, 2007 07:48 PM EDT --
Splendorous Beauty
by Jen Donier
Wending stream flowing through lush clover;
Lavender scents the air, butterflies hover.
Around the bend, I see a small hacienda,
Surrounded by multi colored rhododendron. . . . more
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May 15, 2008 02:59 PM EDT --
We had a very long winter. Even now on this 15th day of May snow hangs in small icy patches in the shaded spots and along the creek and wooded areas. Here is a poem I wrote some years . . . more
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June 05, 2007 03:10 AM EDT --
The Sea
By Jen Donier
Copyright November 20, 2004
Dedicated to Yanni for his Music
Concert and love of the Sea
White frothed waves rolling in,
casting their treasures on the . . . more
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