(1944 / London. UK)

Poems of Ann Beard

1. A fox. 10/1/2008
2. A Hunters coat. 4/20/2009
3. A Jacaranda Tree. 1/6/2008
4. A kiss. 12/23/2008
5. A lady with cake. 12/14/2008
6. A Letter to My Dad 8/10/2007
7. A Need to belong 5/15/2012
8. A Nightmare. 2/26/2008
9. A Young Poet 10/18/2009
10. All the Gods 6/28/2012
11. Another, s Heart 10/29/2007
12. As I used to be. 3/30/2008
13. Between walls of pale lilac. 3/4/2008
14. Blueness 9/8/2012
15. Change. 11/4/2007
16. Come Close. 4/14/2008
17. CONSTANT MOMENTUM. 2/16/2013
18. Dear Friend 5/17/2009
19. Death. 5/1/2011
20. Degree of Fear 3/15/2008

A Jacaranda Tree.

A Jacaranda tree stands tall, and sways as if to say,
Look! At this magnificence, I’m wearing blue today.
forgive the way I shout aloud, my lack of modesty,
but nowhere in this troubled world is finery like me.

Light rays slide between each leaf, to settle on the tips
to lightly kiss your face with a hundred million tiny lips.
You only have to lift your eyes to greet the filtered sun
a sight I guarantee will warm the heart of everyone.

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