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Best Fundy Poems

Below are the all-time best Fundy poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of fundy poems written by PoetrySoup members


Premium Member First Love
Returning home again after many years away
I find our secret path along the Fundy Bay
That happy place where long ago we played
Where all our dreams...

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Categories: fundy, childhood, love,
Form: Quatrain



Premium Member That Old House At the End of the Road
It stands on a hill overlooking the bay drenched in ocean spray
That cedar shake house where I used to live  high above the Fundy...

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Categories: fundy, house, ocean,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Lassie
I stand before you after all these years
Amid the ocean brine with misty tears
On these old banks above the Fundy Bay
With all those words I...

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Categories: fundy, childhood, dog,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member In Shades of Black and White
In so many shades of black and white, I find you after all these years;
leaning against that old weathered clapboard schoolhouse,
high on the hill overlooking...

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Categories: fundy, childhood, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member In Shades of Misty Grey
On a day bathed in so many shades of misty grey
There upon those rugged cliffs above the Fundy Bay
Heart pounding like the thunder in those...

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Categories: fundy, beauty, color, lost love,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member King and Queen For a Day
We bound down the stairs, out into the light-of-day, and into the blue of the
misty breezes, heavily laden with the smell of wild sea salt...

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Categories: fundy, adventure, nature, peace, people,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member The Loss of Innocence
I remember…

Shimmering gold ribbons
Draped over the 
Glassy surface of the bay of Fundy
On a black see through
Summer night


I was new to love
Shy beneath your penetrating...

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Categories: fundy, innocence, love, lust,
Form: Romanticism
My Monster
among you and I and among us all
remains a feeling of shallow intoxication
that seems to play on and on and on in our respective heads
as...

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Categories: fundy, conflict, depression, niece, suicide,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Once Upon a Christmas 1954 - Part One - a Short Story From My Memoir
Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already  have everything,...

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Categories: fundy, christmas, nostalgia,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Labyrinthia
Her full name was Labyrinthia Pennyweight Babineaux, but her closest friends called her Libby. She was of blended French, German, and Native American heritage. Her...

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Categories: fundy, beauty, character,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member First Love
Returning home again after many years away
I find our secret path along the Fundy Bay
That happy place where long ago we played
Where all our dreams...

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Categories: fundy, childhood, love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Captains Log Book - July 16, 1798
Twere a   blisterin day, on da Fundy Bay, aboard da ‘ Black Angel of da Blue”, 
with a crew of 32, whilst resting...

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Categories: fundy, me,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member I Remember - 1
I remember…
The long rocky finger I lived on that stretched
out from the mainland in the Bay of Fundy and
the soggy little white house covered in...

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Categories: fundy, childhood, nature, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Reflections of You
I caress the blooms of the lilac bush and breathe their sweet fragrant breath. Here in my garden where spring has risen from the melting...

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Categories: fundy, childhood, nostalgia,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Part One - a Gunshot Wound To the Heat - a Short Story From My Memoir
GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming....

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Categories: fundy, nostalgia,
Form: Prose

Book: Reflection on the Important Things