Ann Poems - Poems about Ann

With the sudden pang in your abdomen And the onslaught of terror, Did you look around one last time At the familiar keepsakes on the fireplace Or did you avert your gaze? In the frosty darkness of that night As you climbed to that holy shrine With mud colllecting at your ankles, Did the Virgin hail her unexpected visitor or did she...

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Ann Bressingtons a 'true blue' who had to tell it straight In Adilaide she ' made the grade' on agenda 21, old mates.!...

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Here's a great Aussie.' Ann spoke it straight.!! South Australian civic center...On agenda 21 old mates.!...

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Dearest Ann , today the world completes a soft, golden circle 'round the sun, and in that warmth, your name repeats as if the stars know what you have done: Loved me through the fires, Kissed me through storms, Held me when I broke and rebuilt me to what I am. Ten years, my love, and still I...

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DEEP SADNESS REMEMERING LISA WALKING INTO THE ARCADE LOOKING FOR CIRO SHE WAS FURIOUS WAITING IN A TRUCK I ASKED DID SHE WANT TO LEAVE A MESSAGE JUST TELL HIM LISA CIRO CAME IN I GAVE HIM THE MESSAGE LISA CAME HE ASSUMED IT WAS HIS WIFE LISA RANTING AND RAVING HE RUSHES HOME AUGUE...

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In the blithe breeze A baby’s hand opens to the light. In a daze, the radiant blaze, towering flower arching toward the golden solar rays. In a time-lapsing daydream, it rises, stretches and unfurls, soaking in and beckoning the sultry Sol, the simmering summer Sol. No wonder it is seen as good luck. First conceived in childish crayon, It bears the ragged, jagged...

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A rainy night near a forbiden home in the distance along a lone electric shore thunder echos on distant moors flickering deep in clouds lie eternal fire I lie in dreams dreamed, nevermore flying over roofs, roads and rivers in the rain in blackend cities towards a far distant shore in eternal night lonely thunder roars. ...

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LeeAnn never expected another bout of luck. On Wednesday she discovered a new breed of duck. On Thursday she stumbled upon another rare find. She had a truly serendipitous engaging mind. On Friday a country undiscovered is what she found. She is the most fascinating adventurer around. On Saturday we thought she might take a little rest. That is the day she...

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Lee Ann had never tried alcohol before Had a little sip, then four bottles more Her sense of humor seemed unusually high Made friends with a stranger, a handsome young guy Her judgement was now completely and deeply asleep Pickled and pie-eyed, she got into the stranger’s jeep I’ll take her home, he reassured her friend, Miss Kim. Twenty-two years ago; and...

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Sun-kissed leather, worn and warm, Reflects the dance in eyes that storm. Her smile, a practiced ray of light, Hides depths unseen, where shadows fight. Contradictions paint her soul, A swan on rapids, taking toll. The world sees stars, achievements bright, Resilience praised, a dazzling light. But cracks I see, beneath the mask, Silent tears, a lonely...

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she was purple and black with silver streaks of anger we saw her rising above the crowd and felt her wrath a cantankerous balloon, she is, she cannot be satisfied This was stated by more than one person I could not help but wonder if it was my Aunt Ann reincarnated She was the grouchiest, meanest being I have ever...

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Doris Ann was busy catching hearts, dragonflies and bees. The giant pink frog was waiting quietly, smiling with ease. Wait until she sees me, the creature thought, she may think I’m a toad. But Doris Ann ran past her, straight down Mercy Road....

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Molly Ann could barely wait said her dad To show her hippie grandma her cozy pad Where would I sit? Grandma asked eying the pit. Daddy laughed so hard, for on the floor she used to always sit. It’s wonderful, all rainbow and stuff, Grandma admitted. But my arthritis is acting up, and my colon is all pitted. I don’t want...

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A brand new doll, with braids and freckled face, was tossed aside, left caged, with plastic bars. She eyed the blue-eyed spat with no embrace. Though box was dinged, she’d not receive sad scars. Ann’s clean though tossed in attic space; it’s dark. It’s not how she’d imagined play; she’s bored. Alone and lost without a friend - trademark and popularity, boxed...

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I was a Tomboy to the core, Went to Kindergarten – hoping for more Than merely dolls and tea sets but some things Like cars and trucks, airplanes with wings All the things that make a boy’s heart sing Also brought me to dreaming of every good thing Despite the tomboy who lives inside this lass, When I entered the...

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