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POEM TO JAYNE CHLOE FROM ANN
Jayne sits and sighs,
as palely, the sun seeps through the blinds
her plight, her daily battle, her sense of play
another way, she writes surreally,
such imagery, such strange events,
such magic moments caught,
in strings of poems she spreads about her,
growing fast in marches against time,
her words near touching the sublime,
we feel, we hear, we see,
through her soft eyes so deep,
into the land of poetry where no one ever sleeps,
where metaphor and simile are there at every door,
in her minds great big library,
while we just stand and stare,
and catch her smile in rhetoric,
across the miles and miles of clouds,
from lands afar we spy, the phoenix from our bowers,
each eve or morn she shines,
with colours from her palette,
so varied and so full of joys and sorrows,
that cover up tomorrows,
and sings their songs as loud,
as birds about the countryside around,
and they hear too in awe of her,
as onward she goes with pride,
the opera singer, cook and mother
with her hubby by her side.
Critiques
manawa
16 years 1 month ago
one songbird calls to
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
lovely dedication annanya
pamela
16 years 1 month ago
Dear A., Wow! A
xena465
16 years 1 month ago
Lovely Ann
DawningDaytripper
16 years 1 month ago
Oh Ann no one could write a
Nordic cloud
16 years 1 month ago
Thank you all of you above.
Morgana Tragic…
16 years 1 month ago
Aww a beautiful tribute,
Geezer
16 years 1 month ago
Write on, My Queen...
Seren
16 years 1 month ago
Dearest Ann