Short Terrell Poems

His presence lingered
my heart with love tonight
flows as wind

Linda Terrell
December 16, 2009...

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Chaos
Chaos
It enfolds 

Clutter
Clutter 
Not to behold

Hassles
Hassles
profound daily

Life
Life
To grow be old.

Linda Terrell
November 2009...

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The distant church bells ring
what will the new year bring
love, hope, and faith come too
as well as many dreams come true
for me and you  
to many and few

Linda Terrell...

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Linger not lazily upon the hot sand
venture forward that you too might see
Love and passion in ones' heart's sea,

Linda Terrell
Feb 14, 2010

Valentines Day is for all to experience love.
Happy Valentines Day to all!...

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I look to the sky,
sometimes 
I wonder why,
Why? I have to cry.
I wonder why
some people have to lie,
To break a heart, 
then deny love's gone by,
Why?  to make another 
begin to helplessly sigh!
or to just say good-bye.

Linda Terrell
April 9, 2010...

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Forever More


We each now hold a glass,
Cheers to you my love,
Amazing darling love.
Now, each together,
make a unit of one.
Complete together,
A full champaign
glass. Just as,
we are one.
My dear,
You
hold
now
my 
heart,
my, love my life.

Linda Terrell
March 24, 2010...

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True Friends chum together
like the sky so vast
Their love through eturnity
will last and last.

But if one ventures away
the other is left in dismay
The skys then grow dark
Within the others heart.


Linda Terrell
March 13, 2010




Ever lost a good friend and felt like this?...

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Little green finger painted drawings, 
sings of glowing ambition.

Little stick men of pencil on paper,
signs of glowing recognition.

Little hands hold up to me fresh drawn art,
a magnificent rendition.

Little toddlers hearts upon their sleeve
Where first dreams start, with gifts of creation.

Linda Terrell...

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Cold winds blow'n
icesickles form'n
patterns in the snow.
Upon it sunlights glow
warmly cuddled closely
loves mostly
listening quietly
while sun shines brightly
Whispering winds
telling of lies, all kinds
tantalizingly hiding
amidst those riding
upon the winter blues
when i'm a silly schmooze

Linda Terrell
December 2, 2009...

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Little bird in my yard
he sprang, with out guard.

His foot is mending
his wings now bending.

Flying up and away
his little feet still fra.

He spent three days
in my garage.

His little life
almost a marage.

Yet now he flys 
up toward bright blue skies.

Oh my what do I see, 
clearing my eyes.

Here he comes
right back towards me.

Linda Terrell
November 11, 2009...

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Puppies or men
bears can not be friends
sooooo, I choose puppies----Amen!

Dogs or cats
Lions are not aristocats
sooooo, some are strange cats----Scat!

Friends or enemies
Parents can't be both
Sooooo, I choose byfar friends----to be both!

I've made my speech
compinsated demands, I shall still preach
sooooo, all is well, and to the eager I will now----teach.

Linda Terrell
November 2009...

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My stupidity echoes
my soul raped
Death I've long ago
escaped.

I linger in loneliness
it surrounds me
Darkness above
embarking storms flee

Yet I still linger
here raging my anger
Leaping and lapping
at lives dangers.

It's calling me 
from winds afar
It beckons me
from listless lost star.

I surrender 
unto my lost revenge
Yet loves arrows
deny me even to avenge

Linda Terrell
November 2009...

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Her heart yearns for better days
Her love of her land she displays
Tee-pee tall and strong of leather
Just to block unspeakable weather.

She lingers near the cool blue-green pond
She longs for lost lover in the beyond
He a brave fought the wild war
Did not know what was soon in-store.

Days of travel now behind
Trial of tears of no other kind
She sits in woods cool breezes blow
With heart heavy as family go.

Linda Terrell
December 20, 2009...

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Words of Life

Laughing they say, is good for ones health,
Money they says, is nothing but weath.

Friends are supposed to be forever,
Aquaintences are sometimes more clever.

Time is said to be on ones side,
Shell built around ones self, a place to hide.

Love, is not without saying precious to all,
Solitude, is when one is prepared to alone fall.

Poems are but words in proper form,
Lightening and thunder are just a storm.

Linda Terrell
Feb, 19, 2010...

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Waring spirt names
survival games
arrows pierce deep
while enemy sleep

Hair of length
every braves strength
timid of sorts
hunting, survival sports.

Arrows of rock
clay made crock
rock bangle beads
bare-back horse speeds

Squa with brave
living in cave
lights of torches
summer heat, skin scorches 

Sleep amidst the stars
wears honorable scars
each one a testement
of weakness abolishment

Linda Terrell
Novmber 2009

I seen on the internet it is Native American week....

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