Best Sheri Poems

Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among...

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one day as a boy, I went down to the sea
clambered o'er rocks way out to the bluff
stopping to search in a tide pool for...

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An end-of-August day, the air is crisp--
the only hint that fall is on its way.
And we’ve gone to the park to share this bliss,
for school...

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I hesitated for over a month – should I join Poetry Soup …
Would they like my poems and accept me in their group?

It is not...

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She dresses the land down
in a virginal bridal gown 
a masterfully cut and sewn chenille 
shines brightly with a fine crystal appeal

Her assistants work quite diligently
to add special...

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We sit, relaxed, at closing of the day,
you turn, a record on to softly play,
then place, fresh logs making our fire enhance,
and gently bow asking...

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Heavenly Meat Pies

Nostalgic memories -
An awesome aroma
And an unforgettable flavor of
Freshly-baked, hot-out-of-the-oven,
Magnificent, “melt-in-your-mouth,”
Homemade mini meat pies.

Flaky, golden brown pastry crusts,
Filled with lots of love and...

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A merman had one stubborn daughter

who rebelled against what her dad taught her.

When she swam to dry land,

she could then understand

she was just like a...

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You find them in early morning
You bless them with the setting sun--
jewel drops on spider's web.

At night, star webs spray light like sun,
sun of a...

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In waters’ calm leisure, mellow tides drift
Along back strides that always find their sway,
The lighter blues, the deeper jades, that sift
Glimmers of mollusks that twinkle...

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He trails the scent of sweat as he walks in,
his booted footsteps loud upon the floor.
A light kiss on his face gives salty taste.
The feel...

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For children, summer is swing sets and slides,
ice cream or snow cones, carnival rides,
the school bell’s last ring as kids flee the school,
hot dogs at...

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In the ancient cemetery of a small town
wherein the number of its dead
far outweighs the number of the town’s 
current living population,
numerous dirt paths meander
past...

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i once
had a doll
whose name
was lulu
we
laughed and
played till I was blue
her   heart as big as a   cashew
never   did she...

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In my solitude...all alone tonight 
I walked along a path in the woods 
In the glow of half moonlight
 
Thinking to myself...thinking about my friends...

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