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Greatgrandma Loves Writing Poems

She really does...
She writes a lot about love,
crying, and
About someone dying.

She writes about flowers
In gardens,
and
Pretty crystal vases,
Gracing tables,
Layed out in lace.
Great Grandma wrote
Once, about my face.

She writes of the stars and
The moon,
Once dancing on it, as it smiled.
Said she wished she could have
Stayed a while longer,
But sunrise called,
Scattering through the
Morning woods.

Birds sang in mellow tones,
Ravens black, were seen
Soaring almost as high as eagles.
Robins are her favorite things,
Except for butterflies,
Which defy the idea that there is
Any creature more beautiful!

Greatgrandma wrote about the
Waves licking the shore.
I looked and looked for the
Dancing sun,
She said lingered.

She's writing now about
Some special thing.
I know this because always,
When she writes,
She sings.

2:50-2:51 p.m.
March 20, 2013 EST

Cynthia
Singing Still

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A Sad Song - To My Sister

Pain of your demise
crowds my mind...
Memories of you come alive,
I try not to cry...though
Death, the thief, took you away!

Cynthia

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After Christmas Sigh

All gift's delivered

Some few still under the tree,

Voices filled with thanks!

Children jumping with glee...

Now we sit and sigh

Making plans for the 4th of July,

And Valentine's day

Easter, 

and so many more

In celebration of something,

Another Birthday for someone we adore...

There is money to be spent,

In spite of the economy

We rework our budgets wishing we were worry free.

Ah, but someone was happy today

twas Christmas, 'twas Christmas,

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Regrets -

I never liked the smell of lilacs although they were always
your favorite flower.
When did you stop bringing them home?  I never noticed, 
Wish I had.

I always thought walking through pine-scented woods was such
a bore, kicking leaves, how foolish I thought, and didn't
hesitate to tell you so...collect them for a fall bouquet, 
hell no! 
Wish I had.

How my memories haunt me now; I rejected your every whim, such
little things.
You wanting to build a snowman, I complained, 
'It's too cold for that', and how hurt you were when I wouldn't
wear that silly hat you bought for my birthday, from my favorite
store,
Wish I had.

I found an old letter today, stuffed deep in the pocket of your
old coat, the one I never liked, both smelling of lilacs.
The letter was penned in an unfamiliar hand.
Bits of crumbled leaves fell as I unfolded the pages of this, your private world.
Some words were faded by time and splotches of tears.
Yours? 
Hers?  
No matter!
Such gentle words, flowing sweet with love
like the music of a string quartet.
If only I had written those words that must have made you smile, 
mellowed your mood, touched your heart, but it's been so long
since I spoke to you of love.
Wish I had.

Sitting alone, lost in a turmoil of cluttered 'might have beens', 
the ring of the phone startles me; it's you, expressing your regret, 
you are going to be late again.
I wanted to ask you to bring lilacs home for the table I'd just
set, but I didn't!
But oh God!  I wish I had! 
I was always too proud to cry until now!
I wish I had! 
I wish I had!

Cynthia

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I Am Somebody -Metaphorically Speaking

I am the sunset's radiant smile
             I am rain's melody with songs sublime
              I am the energy it takes every day to
                           Play life's game!
              I am that sound in pounding heartbeat
                            in rhymic caress.
            I am the colors prompted by a rainbow
         That awes the eye and touches the soul.
                   I am the sigh a mother prays
                   Listening to a sick baby's cry.
                 I am passion delivered in a kiss
                    I am starlight, said by some...
                  A song rendering love's melody
              I am somebody, uniquely, a butterfly
                             Growing wings.
            I was told once, "God had given me Sparkle Magic!"
                       Children know it's true!

September 19, 2012

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Tap Dancing On the Moon

Joyfully, I went
Tap dancing on the moon,
Stirring up moon dust,
To scatter in your dreams,
To make you smile and snuggle
Way down in the soft, satin, pocket
Of my love...
Oh Yes!


Cynthia

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A Sweet Serenade

Is it your voice I hear
or raindrops splashing
a summer's garden
refreshing butterflies.

Was it your breath
tickling my ear or the
winds of May making
flowers dance.

Was it your smile or 
the sun all aglow, warming
my heart to contentment, then
resting at my feet.

Is it love, dancing inside me
or your kiss, touching every
moveable part of me.

I think it is all the pure
wonder you bring to my life.

12:33 p.m.
June 25, 2010

Cynthia

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Spring Has a Song To Sing

A melody to soothe
The aching heart...
There will be no more
Lonely days or nights of
Melancholy.
From each you must depart

Open your eyes,
There is is so much to see.
Look as her buds awake,
Rising from their sleepy beds
To make you smile,
To lift your spirits,
In the beautiful gardens
She'll make.

Allow your ears to hear
Spring's new melody.
A melody of love, to pamper
All that see.
Listen, birds are beginning to sing,
Forsythia spread joyous wings
Dressed all in spring's sunshine
Yellow.  Rejoice!

Cynthia

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This Glad Day

My love and I
Exchange kisses
Seated on a bank,
Under the shade of a nameless tree
For us.

Quiet surrounds us
And
We
Watch
Fishermen - two,
Casting,
And  we
Admire
An artist mix paint
Brushing her eye's beauty
On Canvas...

Distant chatter!
Cyclers trudge uphill,
Boaters paddle nonchalant.

My love and I
Under a nameless tree,
For us.
A waterfall!"  I exclaim...
How excited I am, and we without camera
Or canvas...
So I pen my eye's beauty and
share with you, this glad day!

Cynthia

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A Lullaby Rising - a Poem About Me

I am
a lullaby, my heart
carries the melody and the
rest of me sings...my arms

Are the
wings which give balance to my
dance...my ears hear the music
of the wind...my hands beat

Rhythms
of the rain and my feet
tap, glide and let me twirl, head high,
watch me bend like limbs on

A spruce
tree, so free...my nose delights
at frangrant rose...my eyes
wee wonders of creation

My song,
a lullaby, my heart
carries the melody and the
rest of me sings...always!