By J Ann Crowder
Deep thoughts, poetic thoughts. This is part of another poem I wrote a while back.
I want to write my heart on this page, but I fear it would not be enough to capture the entire immensity of its essence, its longing, and it’s breaking. My heart is no shell, and no sec...
I live with a sense of solimnity i… So I cling to those kinds of drea… Anxiety, my mind in shackles, leav… Until, glimpses of light peer in t… Like a blind man seeing earth in t…
During my childhood, stories were… He was young when he went to war,… Many missions he flew, dropping bo… A miracle he survived—Distinguish… Hero sung and honored—exemplified…
Remember when our love first start… Together we made perfect sense We walked the same stride and I w… We have babies now, and they keep… I will love them no matter how old…
I yearn for these sweet indulgence… Seamless are dreams now bound toge… From springtime bliss to autumn’s… Trees tell our story, oceans prais… Wild floral dress horizons of rebi…
In mystic waves she floats amidst… From enchanting slumbers she arise… She travels from ocean to beach be… She is a rarity, like fallen stars… Her flauntless, spiraling headland…
Frost touches tree pines, as sun s… Near, are those fairy silver-sheen… Cold, this icy bend, illuminated b… Where lakes froze, and those spiri… All is genteel & kind—quiet as tho…
Antiquitas form—possessor of great… A venerable, viridescent growth A bow towards venus’s anticipation An equilibrium of harmony A bearer of nurturing fruit—Apple…
I touched her finger tips, & it rosie’d my lips as cheeks blushed a sparking, pinkish gin; sweetest sky gypsy. I touched her finger tips, my magic sky gypsy, as my soul strums heaven &...
You, my friend, my lazy elm Dipping into your depths of despai… Hanging down Slumped, pleading for hands of glo… Omnipotent hands
Falling water of Gods, sculpted o… A swirl of turquoise glacier carvi… A sense for clarity of thought A continuous being A hopeful vision
I beg seas to whisper to me, calm I bed trees to teach me, walk I beg autumn to delight me, transf… I beg summer to warm me, heaven I beg spring to renew me, resoluti…
Set clocks forward Ring all the bell chimes Like morning alarms jump starting… This is how morning glory sings Lifting up earth’s magic within fr…
In woods blown by a wind’s unharne… On those higher, mightier planes o… Such is cracked mud drinking reple… Liana climbs the art strewn canopy… Liana touches each tree-being, dra…
Nor’easter stars weave a warm duve… Gale winds curl, sketching garland… A pale gust of steely blue awakens… Wintry trees outstretch their lank… Silent shadows stiffen and petrify…