Gina Poems - Poems about Gina

... RufePal kept muttering "jv" team as it looked around the room, hoping to find someone underage to mentor to. Michael blurted, "you and your precious America! You are so gullible ......Read the rest...

...Anne-Lise Andresen- "Hugs" Anisha Dutta- "Sweet Lady" Beata Agustin- "Spiritual" Bill Baker- "Friend from Texas" Brandy Nicole- "Whispers & Scribbles" Brian Sambourne- "One of my Canadian b......Read the rest...

...At Vacation Bible School Vacation time was a blast, on a bus for rent Bible in hand we entered the small tent School was out and we were content Jordan and I had wild crazy intent ......Read the rest...

...The parties Gina plans for Halloween, just for adults, are always a success. The games aren’t evil, raunchy, or obscene, just entertaining. Plus, guests get to dress in costumes. Gina’s parties c......Read the rest...

...A warm breeze rustles through the leaves as flowers bloom this summer day. 'round wind ruffled petals it weaves. Windswept, the weeping willows sway, and songbirds nest in branches......Read the rest...

...or The Stages Set for Grief "What you sow, I reap -- after I fu*k it over." -- a grossly obese Grim Reaper yet of an appetite greedy * * * Close listen to the tick-tock of......Read the rest...

...Before the moon gives reign to the ruling sun, I'm awaked by the crooning of a lover. Not for me does he sing, for he seeks a mate. It's those tranquil moments I treasure, when through my......Read the rest...

...Time goes on a new dawn arises. I look across my lawn, and, wonder if I can bond with neighbors like Lyn and John, or Gina and Sean with a new baby. They stand outside and wave or say "Hello." ......Read the rest...

...“I can hear my muse whispering tenderly in my ear. There is a story that wants to be told, and I'm merely its chosen vessel.” ......Read the rest...

...An atmosphere of animated energy fills December's frosty air. During the Christmas season we kindle the fires of love between family and friends, and spark the flames of charity in ou......Read the rest...

...On Wednesdays I get angry, and on Thursdays I make pots, and then I am no longer angry. When I’m angry I blast Buddy Holly— but I keep the windows up. And then I think it’s so funny, you know,......Read the rest...

...Ten swift turns of the calendar's pages bring me to November, when autumn breezes sweep clinging leaves from their trees. They lie in heaps on the ground, carpets of crimson and gold. ......Read the rest...

...As I step outside, I feel a chill in the air. It's a perfect time for an afternoon drive. With the top down on this glorious day, I realize summer has reached its end. Leaves are strewn a......Read the rest...

...Leaves are fluttering in sunlight Soon, they'll all wither and turn gold Chilled air now takes a nipping bite Scenic ambience I behold Summer days dwindle while wending Leaves are flutteri......Read the rest...

...My joyfulness is a fountain, overflowing with delight for the wondrous gifts I find in Nature, day and night Colors of dawn and dusk fill my heart with joyous song In response, my winged sou......Read the rest...