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Best Poems Written by Jacqui Waldron

Below are the all-time best Jacqui Waldron poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Pixie In My Garden

Come sit by my side in the soft evening light
Do you hear him calling in the still of the night?
He lives in my garden and watches the leaves
As they fall soft and gently in the evening breeze

In the day he is waiting for night-time to fall
When the children are sleeping will they hear his call?
He watches the goblins that sit at his feet
And the mischievous fairies that play hide and seek

And as the stars fill the sky and the moon lights the way
His magical sounds call the children to play
And soon they come from far and wide 
To play with the pixie and be by his side

They play through the night and they understand why
When the dawn lights the sky they must say their goodbye
But they know in their hearts because they truly believe
They will see him again on a warm summer’s eve

So keep your eyes closed and stay very still
I believe you will hear him I believe that you will
For the tune that he plays is for you and for me
It’s a magical sound that will forever be free

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Hopes and Dreams

What do you hope for, of what do you dream
Do you long for distant places, yet to be seen
Where the sea laps to shore on a gentle breeze
And wind blows gently through the magnolia trees
Where you wriggle your toes in the warm golden sand
While the fish take food from your open hand

What do you long for, of what do you wish
Is it to have someone hold you and, with a gentle kiss
Let you know they love you from deep in their soul
And they’ll be by your side, as you both grow old
No matter wherever you both might be
You’re in their thoughts, their actions and deeds

Are your hopes for the future to be wealthy and wise
Or perhaps climb mountains and ski down the sides
Some people want to fly high in the sky
To feel that freedom, like a bird soaring high
While others like to keep their feet on the ground
Searching for something they haven’t yet found

And as I think of my own distant hopes and dreams
I watch the stars in the sky like a glimmering stream
Lighting up the night with their welcoming glow
My innermost thoughts, only they will know
Reach for your dreams is what they seem to say
Have hope and be brave, we will show you the way

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Yummy Things

The sweet shop stood at the end of his road
He passed it every day
He passed it on the way to school
And on his way home again

He knew the man who worked in there
He seemed a jolly sort
He had a big red smiley face
That welcomed you into his shop

His mom had told him not to stop
His dinner would be ready
He shouldn’t fill his tummy yet
But ooh they did look yummy!

He pressed his nose against the window
To see the treats inside
The shelves were full from top to bottom
And bursting from side to side

And all of a sudden he found himself
Walking through the door
The temptation had proved just too great
For someone who’s only four!

So many sweets he could choose from
He didn’t know where to start
He really liked the pink and white mice
Though he never could tell them apart

Maybe he should have a sherbert dip
That made his finger yellow
Or chocolate éclairs that stuck to his teeth
Or milkshakes or mushrooms or jello

He finally decided on jelly babies
Because he liked them best!
He rummaged around in his deepest pocket
And found just fifty pence

Would that be enough, he wondered
He kept his fingers crossed
He walked very slowly up to the counter
To find out how much they cost

“Excuse me mister”, he politely asked
“Could you tell me how much these are?
I hope they’re not more than fifty pence
Cos I don’t want a chocolate bar”

“Now then young man”, the smiley man said
“I’ve got good news for you
Your jelly babies come to forty nine pence
And I’ll give you some gobstoppers too!”

“Ooh thank you, thank you, thank you”, he said
As he jumped up and down like a spring
“I’ll be back to your shop at the end of next week
To buy some more yummy things!”

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A Moment In Time

We went in search of names we knew
Their stories yet unknown
What burdens had they endured in life
Would we ever really know?

From village to village we travelled around
We searched from place to place
Past honeysuckle and high hedges
Would we ever find a trace?

And so we came to Lapley
And Cartwright corner did we find
The graves so worn and weathered
So few memories left behind

But there was the farmer Ezekiel!
And his wife Charlotte too
Their daughters Elizabeth and Mary Ann
So many amongst the few

And further down another grave
I knelt, and under the moss
There was Ezekiel the blacksmith
Mourning the love he’d lost

And still we searched for more and more
And roamed throughout the grounds
Looking and wondering if more were here
Or had time worn them down

And so we crossed to the graveyard
And two monuments we found
Side by side as in their life
And now beneath the ground

And for that moment time stood still
As we looked to one another
Two kindred souls who thought upon
A daughter and her mother

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Flotsam and Jetsam

The sea was calm on that fateful day
The crew keen and eager to get on their way
The cargo was loaded, all men were on board
The captain at the helm was standing tall

They raised the anchor with a mighty cry
And bade farewell with a heartfelt sigh
Leaving their loved ones with a fond embrace
Not yet knowing the perils they faced

They raced through the waters with rapid speed
The sails billowing out as the captain took heed
Of the clouds building up looking heavy and mean
Would they make it to safety and land unseen

But the seas became heavier, their faces were ashen
When the captain gave the order with gusto and passion
“Toss the cargo to the sea, we need to make light
Or we’ll not make it through the long, dark night”

They threw the cargo over the side
With speed and haste and nowhere to hide
But still they were sinking with no hope in sight
Of land, or man, or a guiding light

And in the still of the morning when all was calm
While the waves rolled in under the coconut palm
All that was found on the distant shore
Was flotsam and jetsam from a ship no more

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Festive 'spirit'

“Pour me another” is all that I hear
When I’m down the pub at this time of year
I don’t want your Vodka, Archers or Rum
And I don’t want the drinks set aside for your Mom
A drop of the black is just what I need
Pour me a pint, or maybe two, or just three

It pours so gently into the glass
A perfect pint, it’s in it’s own class
With its beautiful body and its creamy white head
I reach out my hand and I’m easily led
“Good things come to those who wait”
How true are those words that seal my fate!

My intentions are good, my intentions are true
I’ll have just the one …   or maybe a few
As I down the first, the second and more
I converse with wisdom about legends of yore
My words of great wit just continue to flow
I’m at peace with the world, there’s a definite glow!

And so this fine evening has drawn to a close
I put one foot in front and just follow my nose
Through the town centre and straight up the hill
Best call me a taxi … I think his name’s Bill!
But there’s no need to worry, there’s nothing to fear
I’ll be back in the bar in good time for New Year!

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Daffodils

Daffodils

Through the valleys, by the streams
The sunlight glances through the trees
And there in the meadow so tall and proud
Bright yellow daffies like a bustling crowd

Their heads sway gently in the evening breeze
Bobbing and dancing, so eager to please
Their trumpets playing a silent tune
From morning til night under a silvery moon

Some stand together as if in a meeting
Chatting and laughing and sending a greeting
To others who stand in single file
As if on a march to a nearby stile

Days and weeks and years pass by
And each time I see them they make me smile
With their long green stems and yellow frill
The sunny and bright Golden Daffodil