Tag: poetry
member name: Jennine D.
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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June 30, 2007 01:33 AM EDT --
I wanted to help but no one cared;
I wanted to give, but 'twas not shared.
I wanted to walk with a friend.
To see the sunset at day's end
To smell the honeysuckle in bloom, . . .
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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 . . .
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November 18, 2009 11:57 PM EST --
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Victorious Jubilee
By Jennine Donier
Last night as I lay dreaming a vision wondrous . . .
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April 18, 2007 03:11 PM EDT --
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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January 10, 2008 07:00 PM EST --
G ale H ale , tells a t ale about a p ale wh ale.
Great grandpappy was ship captain, Ale xander H ale;
An Ale utian,called D ale, A smart- ale ck with a m ale dictionfor . . .
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May 03, 2009 02:43 PM EDT --
A poem about a flower garden and all it's sweetness and delights.
Wander through my garden and smell the flowers sweet
Butterflies and honey bees, kissing them with love.
Sunlight catches . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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 . . .
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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; . . .
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October 26, 2007 03:46 AM EDT --
By Jen D @ October, 26, 2007
Under the Midnight sky in a little mountain nook;
sits a home cozy and warm.
Inside children are sleeping snug in their beds;
Dreaming of wonderous . . .
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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 . . .
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January 27, 2009 07:14 PM EST --
I was going through an old journal book I have and found this that I had written about my children who were very small and young then. About 25 years ago. A lot has transpired since . . .
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May 28, 2007 04:34 PM EDT --
Into this world a ball of soft fur was born
nestled next to mother, who was big and warm
She licked our fur until it was like silk
We wiggled and squirmed searching for milk
Seven days passed we grew . . .
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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 . . .
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