Best Jean Poems

Jubilation filled the room and lit my mother’s face on her 80th birthday.

Everyone she loved, both friends and family, had come from near and far away.

A huge surprise, the secret was well kept by all, even by her children, all seven!

Never had she felt such...

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Holes in his jeans, but a song in his heart

How easily his handsome smile stole mine --

Both jeans and heart!




*Written March 15, 2015, for Debbie’s “Three Line” poetry contest...

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I can Feel the Sun
I walk the path of Rainbows
My Heart LOVES again...

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If only I knew the concept : LOVE
Could I express such Love to YOU?
In words That last FOREVER
Eternity ; ALWAYS
A Love that WHISPERS
Heavenly BLISS
BARBARA
My LOVE -
 Y O U

             Dedicated To Barbara Jean...

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My LOVE must be infinite ; in so many uncountable WAYS
Until Forever  Until the sun is dark :moonlight a mere silhouette
In YOUR LOVE my mind, my Soul, My HEART, MY EXISTENCE
My breath can breathe the very essences of Your everlasting LOVE
LOVE inhaled : sending...

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Heavy storm was sweeping dark Paris streets
Lit with dim lights that dreary November night 
With ghostly shadows lurking in the corners
Cold wind dancing with dirty wet leaves fallen 
In the water pools in the middle of the street
It has been raining already for three weeks
Everybody...

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1. My heart has found Love               2. She Walks in Spirit 
 In the warmth of her sweet smile      Through the Threshold of my Heart
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For my Dearest Most Only BeLOVEd
Barbara Jean my LOVE is True
Everyday I think of YOU
You have captured my Heart
TRUE LOVE on my part
With opened Arms
I embrace
and Kiss
  YOU...

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Alberta “Jean,” the different one was she
since her birth and among her family.
This redhead born of parents with dark hair
had felt herself an odd plain duck; in prayer
she’d kneel and on her father’s farm was awed
by nature. In the fields, she’d pray to God.

With fervent...

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I smiled at you as you sang Christmas song
you stood enthronged by others, bringing cheer
my heart was sad; it thought of all that's wrong
and why must sadness come this time of year

My heart was not in tune to every note
To you alone I looked and...

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 A French ‘Indianist’ Doctor: A Tribute to a Die-hard Humanist
                                  
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You meant so much to all of us.
You were so special and that's no lie.
You brightened up the darkest and cloudiest sky.
Not a second passes when your not on our minds.
Your love, we'll never forget.
The hurt will ease in time.
The fun you shared
The way you...

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Jean Batiste Pierre Antoine De Monet 
had very bad tooth decay 
woke in the night 
went terribly white 
and was not seen till May Day. 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2014 


10.16.2014...

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We owned the world, we owned the sun
They were blue-jean summers, jam-packed with fun
Way back when I was nine or ten
How great it was to be a kid!
Where knees fell down, and bums would skid
Down asphalt roads, when life was good
We called ourselves blue denim...

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For being incorrect and insane,
Your ideas are shared commonly.
Perhaps you should have stuck with
Invertebrates and botany…

Despite common belief, you argued
That life was not fixed,
And that through observation of generations
They could see this.

Darwin had a great basis,
Thanks to you:
When an environment changes,
Organisms change, too.

But thoughts and...

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