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Best Poems Written by Jennifer Williams

Below are the all-time best Jennifer Williams poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Whispers In the Wind

Something deeply troubles the sun God king, 

whispers in the wind have come to him in warning, 

an ominous dawn approaches, of someone or some thing. 



Who would have thought the wings of change would so soon send, 

the golden era of Aztec rule 

to such a sad and terrible end, 



after so much time....the soul of the earth is on the mend, 

voices long gone are calling out to us to remember, 

but they're not much more then whispers in the wind.

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My Lovely

For me it is usually a comforting sight, 

stars of diamonds illuminating the sky, 

it reminds me of thousands of flamencos dancing in the night. 

They twinkled so sadly, as if they knew 

i could find no joy in their beauty 

for tonight he has the flu 

Send to him your shine so brilliant 

oh wonderous ones 

for tonight he's not so resiliant. 

His face will seranade my dreams tonight 



get well soon my lovely Francisco 



My beautiful Castilian knight

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Arrowhead

Such a sorrowful song for death to sing, 
as a father hands to his son,the last gift he'll ever give, 
an arrowhead on a string. 

Such ignorance life can bring, 
never forget who you are, 
honor is more than an arrowhead on a string. 

A man would triumph to become the Warrior King, 
as powerful and pure as the Calling of the Wind, 
he is known by the symbol he bears,an arrowhead on a string.

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Mother

Today there's a gentle rain, 

a curious sight for the Sea, 

who is the first to feel Mother Nature,s pain, 



"My beautiful beautiful mother", 

"why do your tears softly fall?", 



I see, your heart breaks. 



Only the world of Man could you cry like no other.

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Pointlessly Beautiful Things

Pointlessly Beautiful Things   
I caught a rainbow fish, 

then i went inside, 

and baked a pizza pie dish. 



The goth girl loves to laugh at your pain, 

but the English gentleman , 

loves to laugh at the rain. 



Dreaming with your eyes wide open, 

would be man,s greatest achievement, 

right next to chicken flavored ice cream, 




Snow angels in the time of Spring, 

of all of my rhymes, 

this is the most pointlessly beautiful thing

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Ghost of What Remains

Love is like a dove released to the air 

but you can't make it return to , 

you can't make it care 



when love becomes distant and shallow over the years 

i't tramples your self worth 

but you are unable to cry,because you've used up all your tears 



All shall pass,time wisely explains 

yes, my love for his is gone 

And what I have left, is only the ghost of what remains

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Perfect World

Perfect World   
If I lived in a perfect world....... 

Jay Tavare would love only me and be my King, 

instead of gazing at the Statue of Liberty, 

and wondering why she doesn't sing. 



Instead of water, kisses would rain from the sky, 

blind dates would be outlawed, 

they make me want to sprout wings and fly. 



I would live in a house made of gingerbread, 

Jay would obey my silliest command, 

and hang on to everything I said. 



Jay would court me with a Spanish guitar serenade, 

and let me run my fingers through his flowing midnight hair, 

while I quietly sipped some fancy imported lemonade.

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Blood From the Mountain

As the lore goes,she is a ghost of the past, 

trapped in the form of a mountain 

her curse long ago cast. 



Man's punishment she will never forgive, 



We ask the mountain for her coal, 

and she sees her oppurtunity, 

to avenge her cursed soul. 

When we take the coveted and prized mud, 

the mountain requiers a repayment, 

and she demands it in the form of blood.

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Journey of the Soul

Journey of the Soul   
My heart chooses to ignore the goal, 

to reach out,to remember, 

long and bitter is the journey of the soul 



One,s birth is no more than a polite kiss hello, 

no matter how desperate the memory is 

to hold on and never let go 

In immortal rest will the spirit lay 

the soul will remember 

what the heart won't say.

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Goth Angel

I know it's what you've wanted since way back when, 
my power of all enshadowed 
to absorb it from my pale skin. 

But your heart is closed to me(she sighs), 
as if that'll save you, 
from the hell in these black shadowed eyes. 

Like a moth to the flame 
you're drawn to me, 
and so let it begin....... our cat and mouse game. 

goth angel