Best Carolyn Poems

We never met, although we planned
to make our dream come true;
the will was strong, the body weak…
and then you bid adieu
when angels came and took your hand
(I called your name in vain).
You left this vale for pastures new
where peace replaced your pain.


Carolyn passed away, but...

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There lives a grand lady near the sea
In Ormand where she delights to be.
She is a Poetess, words she shares
In lovely poems, her heart she bares.

With humble poem good wishes I send.
I feel honored to call her my friend.
A kindred spirit shined from the start.
Carolyn...

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The battles on the field are harsh and tough
The looting in their wake engorged with greed
Abundant spoils of war are not enough.
 
Atrocious in their acts that make no sense
The women and the girls are taken slaves
Abusing them with lust and violence.   ...

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Just as everyone before her,
she walked through this life alone,
leaving footprints we can follow
as we struggle on our own.

She, woman of many talents
rationed what she let us see.
Wit and wisdom she exuded
in her unique poetry.

There are others who have judged her
as she played another role.
But...

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Welcome , Dear Carolyn, we finally meet,

  Please come in , won't you have a seat.

Let's sit on the deck and we'll watch the deer.

  There's no need to whisper, they have no fear.

I'm so glad you're spending your vacation with me.

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Please come in dear Carolyn.  I am thoroughly delighted.
Since I heard that you were coming I’ve been happily excited.

It was so kind of Michael to arrange that we should meet.
You’re exactly as I pictured you, both beautiful and sweet.

Let’s have coffee in my garden...

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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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Within Elysium Fields, the souls of the dead find their peace but there are those souls who do not think they deserve such peace. Those already within Elysium sometimes try to bring these sad souls into the fold by extolling the beauty of Elysium.

Oh, beloved...

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You have written and submitted poems galore.
Your work gathers comments from others by the score.
Carolyn, you have acquired so much popularity.
I can see you are quite adept at poetry.
It’s amazing how you have made so many friends.
Your fabulous writing seemingly never ends.
I enjoy reading your...

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Weird Carolyn

The other cheerleaders didn’t like football
Basketball was much easier to follow
But I got bored watching them dribble the ball
My response was hard for others to swallow

Growing up I didn’t have too many toys
So I had to find my own entertainment
I became a master of...

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I'm stuck in a puddle of mud,
unable to make a quick decision...
whom should I choose from among 
others who have been so noble and kind?
More than a name comes to mind:
Linda, Carrie, Deborah, Catie, Rhoda, Danielle, Charmaine and Karen... 
please don't be envious if I...

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I was feelin depressed, sick with the flu 
Had all that I feared finally come true?
All my dreams up in smoke, burnt up and charred
When Carolyn sent me a Christmas card

Thought “What's the damn use? The Devil's got hold
So tired of this game; I think...

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Carolyn Devonshire
Sunny day golden locks
Friends till the end or in hock
Cheery jewels and holly socks

Entertain us with your verse
Until they take us away in a hearse

Poetess the mostest and a lovely hostess
Holiday with a snowflake princess

Thank you for my lovely cheering wishes
Surprised me into a...

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I almost thought she was the one that made
Neil Diamond sings like a confetti parade
You know that sweet Carolyn thing, why not
She has the warmest soul, this sweet griot
This investigator of mysteries, and writer 
Of myth and pale anthropological history
This lady, this encourager, this fresh...

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moving oceans, one wave at a time,
never whitecaps, no tsunami's in sight

the roles she chooses, on stage and in life,
with deft noble bearing, she brings truth to light

her family quite large, no boundaries define,
perfecting our soup, no cause will decline

as time rolls by, your heart...

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