Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. Poet Light Verse

Faye '09

Thou dancest amongst the   
posies and poplars alike.  
O how thou dost admire, so   
sung the feathered choir.  
Whispering breeze not of a  
foolish tongue;  
Though words wiser unto  
inspire of.  
Poesy of an internal beautician  
and thy spirit which   
soothes thereof love;  
Caressing thy heart  
beating e'ermore young.  
O beloved "Faye".

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Elizabeth Wesley August 11, 2011 at 11:53 AM This is full of sunlight and magic. It has a dance throughout the verse that catches the soul.

Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. June 1, 2011 at 2:50 PM Thanks to all of the poets whom have simply taken the time to read this poem. A fellow poet, - Anthony O. Mitchell Jr.

Skat A May 27, 2011 at 8:59 PM very nice sweet poem Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. June 4, 2011 at 4:16 AM Thank you SKAT.