Best Andrea Poems

guided streams  of bright lights few squeeze through a crystal tight sky 
colours this nature scene brand new a freshly baked pumpkin spiced pie

a random popsicle purple glaze
a toddler's finger painted blaze

the friendliest of all the river trees
dances calmly with a random breeze

the sun...

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They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters:
These see the works of the Lord and his wonders in the deep.

From the 107th psalm




It's been the hub of the fishing industry for nearly four hundred years
And has witnessed heartbreaking...

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How Poetry Began, such plots you tell!
A Tale Of Fire And Ice you wrote so well
Poor Peter Pumpkin bid a sad adieu
Pink Cherry Blossoms was your first haiku
You Echo, Silent Still - love's dream come true.

Bright Eyes plays violin with sweet refrain
It Matters Not, a...

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A sweet ray of sun on an autumn breeze
Nestled amongst arms in nature's way
Dreaming dreams and living scenes 
Right in front of our very eyes
Etching out lasting memories
And uncovering endless possibilities

Happy birthday Andrea!!
You are truly a gift to us....

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Three dozen Roses, Red ,Yellow and White
To show my affection for POETIC insight
Her Quilled POETRY : Inspirations; ignite
The Pen in my hand as I write through the night

When words from her Heart, in a new POEM appear
I read it twice over 'til message is clear
The...

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Her words flow like glorious music 
In perfect time.
Her sonnets gift us with special words
In lovely rhyme.
A lady with the kind of style that 
Epitomizes the beauty and grace
With the countenance of
A glowing poet’s face.
Brilliant words filled with imagery and emotion
Her poetry cannot help but...

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She went into the closet one day
But what a high price she did pay
 
Her hubby he wanted a cuddle
But this act soon burst their bubble
 
The door of the closet shut fast
His ardour was a thing of the past
 
Their claustrophobia was getting worse
So...

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DEDICATION TO TWO VERY SPECIAL WOMEN


I'm writing this poem with pure dedication
To two very special women upon this fine day,
Andrea Dietrich and Anne Lise Andresen your beauty 
is like a quaint fascination of pure devotion.
If it weren't for people like you, I would have left...

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A  way in lush gardens of America

N  ightangles are all in a warbling orchestra

D  azzling dandelion beauty of  September Sunshine

R  epertoire for a lovely lady of verses and rhymes

E  cstatically celebrating her very special day today

A  ll our...

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The Life Savor (my favored title!)

Life
is to
be enjoyed.
Yes, we must work,
but we can strive for
jobs that will fulfill us.
We have obligations, but
sacrifice should not consume us.
We must find balance in all we do.
Give of yourself but pamper yourself too!
They say it’s good to dream big,...

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It was not the mountains.. those that dwarf us,
the forests that invited our senses...seduced us to stay.
Nor the oceans whose mass we contained within us,
creatures small and large...some we loved and others feared.

Not,
the floating rain, the clouds...kind or angry,
the sky bright or blackboard black,
the falling...

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Over The Horizon, Dedicated To Andrea

Beyond normal sight and imagination
Tho' perhaps a dear new sensation.
Hidden rainbows kiss blue skies
shall we issue cries?
Love begs not
Lies
to thus blot
out what truth decries
as life's greedy little tries
to dismiss such new titillations.
Beyond normal sight and imagination.

Robert J. Lindley, 10-02-2021
Form: Andaree-
Thanks...

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She took the lay of the land
Which lie before my face
West of where fathers lie
Lying there in their silent space
She understood my silence
In this tongue, the virus
That canceled my own, lain
Forgotten in the brain
I shall lie if I say I trust
Another voice beyond her eminence
Her...

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Coffee not Tea for Andrea,Carolyn and Linda-Marie

Come on ladies pull out a chair and have a seat.
Pour yourself a cup of coffee and sugar makes it sweet.

A friendly conversation and a cup of joe.
To ask about my fellow poets who I hardly know.

We didn't dress...

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I had wanted to celebrate Andrea Dietrich’s special birthday with a tribute poem. She celebrated reaching that age of retirement many long for. At the time I was dealing with the loss of my son and the hospitalization of my stepson who was gravely ill...

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