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Dawn Drickman Poem
White caps glistening on the horizon
As the sun sets on a restless sea
I wonder where your thoughts are
And do you ever think of me
Have you seen my smile in the breaking waves
Or tasted my kiss in the salted mist
Felt my touch in the evening breeze
Heard my voice in the seabirds midst
Have you seen me standing on distant shore
Or floating by on a snow white cloud
Have you ever reached for a vision of me
Or called my name out loud
Wished I was there to say goodnight
Or beside you with morning anew
Have you ever asked yourself
If I've seen or felt these things for you
Sometimes the things we want to know
We wish we never knew
So a mystery this may remain
While I wonder if your wondering too
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2009
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Beyond the hills of Auburn
Past the river, through the trees
I found a secret garden
Pretty as you please
A field of red corn poppies
Cosmos and blue bell
Candytuft and blazing star
Bedecked a wishing well
Scarlet sage and tidy tips
Covered a distant knoll
A quiet little gopher
Lies sleeping in his hole
Resting beside a trickling brook
Beneath the weeping willow
I have a bed of scarlet flax
With yarrow for a pillow
Today, I was truly blessed
When a robin dropped me here
You see in any other place
A gardener I would fear
For I am but a lowly weed
That most would only shun
But in this secret garden
I am loved by everyone
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2005
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The tiger, majestic and proud
Fearless, strong and solitary
A predator by nature
Domineering yet wary
The dove, gentle and harmonious
Passive and apprehensive
A free spirit by nature
But always on the defensive
The jungles most perilous feline
Encounters the fragile dove
A most unlikely pair
Yet they have found love
Their journey will be a challenge
Obstacles in every direction
A never ending conflict
Between rage and affection
Each possesses, what the other lacks
Complimenting and yet taunting
A compromise of character
Is what they are wanting
She wants his intemperance
He wants her domestication
Together seeking a compromise
In search of salvation
The dove cannot tame him
Or dismiss his need for the hunt
She must accept who he is
Placing him at the forefront
The tiger cannot disengage her
Or deride her passion to nest
He must accept who she is
Keeping her abreast
The future lies uncertain
For the tiger and the dove
But they can conquer anything
If they just remember to love
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2006
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A foggy Cuervo morning
I crawl out of my bed
Stagger to the bathroom
With a pounding in my head
It’s just another Sunday
Things can’t get much worse
I think i’ll write a poem
Yes, another drunken verse
Tiny glass of 80 proof
What courage you gave me
To dance upon a table
While crooning karaoke
I truly thought that I could sing
I could hear the people cheer
Then I lost my footing
And fell right on my rear
Now falling off of tables
Isn't really all that dumb
Cause I got such a chuckle
Telling everyone to kiss my bum
I kissed a man I didn’t know
You think that’s absurd
Well his wife was rather angry
When I flipped her the big ol bird
When Jose takes control of me
I have no pride or shame
Doesnt really matter much
Cause no one knows my name
I drank until the wee hours
Things were going great
Until that final shot of gold
That sealed my eveings fate
I spent some time talking
On a ice cold porceline phone
If I survive this night
Tomorrow I will atone
Well today is tomorrow
So forgive me for my sin
Never again will I drink tequila
Instead I’m drinking gin
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2005
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While doing my daily internet loop
I read some poems at Poetry Soup
Some souls were bared
Emotions shared
By a wonderfully talented group
So many unknowns are gathered together
Brandishing their talents without a tether
Notable skills
From gifted quills
Flocking together like birds of a feather
Whether mundane or totally bizarre
Through words they express just who they are
Some young, some old
Some shy, some bold
Each as marvelous as a shooting star
To the nameless owners of this great site
Thank you for giving our poetry flight
No longer adrift
Because of your gift
You are the beacon that brings us to light
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Dawn Drickman Poem
CHAMPAGNE, CORKED BOTTLES OF EFFERVESCENT FUN
SWEET AND FRUITY TO THE TASTE, OR MAYBE EXTRA DRY
A TINY GLASS OF BUBBLING, POPPING, SPLASHING FUN
MAKE A CHOICE, BRUT, SPARKLING, OR SIMPLE ROSE
WHEN ON A FRUGAL BUDGET, ANDRE’S PINK
DOM PERIGNON FOR THE WEALTHY
KORBEL FOR UNDER TWENTY
PRICED JUST RIGHT
FOR YOU
"C"
"O"
"L"
"D"
"C"
"H"
"A"
"M"
"P"
"A"
"G"
"N"
"E"
IS SO
DELICIOUS
"HAVE A GLASS TONIGHT"
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I have a wooden cedar box
Filled with precious things
Most of no value to you
But joy to me it brings
A copper penny, 1961
The year I was given life
A withered old white rose
From the day I became a wife
Two certified legal documents
That tell me that I am free
A US birth certificate
And a final divorce decree
Golden locks, adorned with ribbon
Clipped from the head of my son
A bag filled with tiny teeth
Exchanged for a dollar one by one
A report card, five A’s and one B
My sons first year at school
A tattered silken blanket
Still covered with infant drool
A book of poems that I had written
While I was a rebellious teen
Fifty plus love letters
From then, now and in-between
Old yellowed photographs
Of family long since gone
A dozen crayon pictures
That both my kids have drawn
Hospital anklets, pink and blue
That both my children wore
A stupid keep out sign
That I used to hang on my door
Each item within this box
Is a memory that I hold dear
I keep them for a distant time
When my memory won’t be so clear
So if you wish to see inside
To you I have one request
Do not call it just a box
‘Cause to me it’s a “TREASURE CHEST”
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2005
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BAR
*MUSIC*
FUN
*MUSIC*
ALL
*MUSIC*
*R*
*O*
*C*
*K*
*A*
*N*
*D*
*R*
*O*
*L*
*L*
AC/DC
VAN HALEN
VAN MORRISON
ROLLING STONES
MICHAEL JACKSON
THE POLICE & BOWIE
PINK FLOYD & DYLAN
SIMON & GARFUNKLE
GUNS AND ROSES
EAGLES, CREAM
TALKING HEADS
BYRDS,COSTELLO
REO SPEEDWAGON
VANILLA ICE & B-52’S
THE WHO & SANTANA
THE CARS & JOURNEY
MADONNA, GENESIS
NIRVANA, BEATLES
THE BEACH BOYS
LED ZEPPELIN
AEROSMITH
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2005
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There's a gal named PamelaKaye
Her writing style, poetic buffet
A sweet Texas tart
Who has a big heart
And a buttocks the size of Bombay
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There is a melancholy in the air
And an emptiness deep inside
A flux of emotions overwhelm me
Rushing in like a rising tide
The sun scintillates the breaking waves
Creating diamonds upon every swell
Each one is reminiscent
Of the eyes that said farewell
Bright and glorious for just a moment
Then fading as quickly as it came
A wondrous gift, although brief
Has outlived it’s moment of fame
Yet a fingertip beneath the surface
Can create a false illusion
So at the waters edge
Our love has no conclusion
I wish that I could stay forever
Just outside of reality
Avoiding the obvious truth
And all it’s brutality
But alas, I shall not grieve
For that which cannot be
Instead I am very grateful
For that moment you gave to me
The memory of your magnificence
Is etched within my mind
You may disappear from my sight
But within my heart you are confined
Copyright © Dawn Drickman | Year Posted 2005
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