Annie Cordelia Adams

Rookie (14 August 1991 / Birmingham)

Annie Cordelia Adams Poems

1. () |() |() Seulement Dans Mes Rêves (Nameless Love) 10/15/2008
2. () |() |() I Do Not See How I Am Capable Of Love 7/13/2008
3. () |() |() Beternity At Sea/B 6/2/2009
4. 916. Every Wish You Made On The Same Stars I Wish On Came True 1/9/2010
5. A Constant New Fear 1/29/2012
6. A Little Picture 1/5/2008
7. After A Thousand Years I'Ll Meet You Under The Traveler's Tree 5/4/2008
8. Along The River Fuji 5/23/2008
9. An Empty Whole 11/1/2008
10. And I Ain'T From The 50s So.... 11/8/2008
11. And I'Ve Ruined Yours Too 1/16/2012
12. Apostrophe 4/7/2009
13. B() |() |() Winter Post Card/B 11/29/2008
14. B() |() |() This Poem Was Written On True Love/B 12/15/2008
15. B() |() |() Eternity At Sea Ii /B 11/2/2008
16. B() |() |() I Am Become Like A Sparrow/B 12/1/2008
17. B() |() |() Howl At The Wind/B 11/19/2008
18. B() |() |() I Left My Heart At Sea, They Say/B 11/8/2008
19. B() |() |() A Victorian Summer /B 11/30/2008
20. B() |() |() Seventeen Forever/B 7/18/2009
21. B/ The Song You Hate 11/24/2010
22. Beating Drum In My Head 2/23/2012
23. Beauty In The Eye Of The Beholder 11/8/2008
24. Before Pain Was Always Free 2/17/2009
25. Bunker Hill 4/29/2012
26. Cavalry Of Waves 12/20/2007
27. Death Is So 2/2/2012
28. Did I Escape? 8/28/2010
29. Driving Is Faster Than Running Into A Wall 11/29/2011
30. Every Stroke Of The Violin 11/8/2008
31. Fantasy World 8/23/2009
32. For Evelyn, In The Summer Of '11 8/13/2014
33. For Scooner, About The Closeness 7/23/2014
34. For Scooner, And That Colour Green You Make Me Feel 7/23/2014
35. For Scooner, Eventually 8/12/2014
36. For Scooner, Stayin' Alive 8/12/2014
37. For Scooner, While We While We Then 8/12/2014
38. For Scooner, With More To Follow 7/23/2014
39. Freedom Is In His Blood 7/9/2008
40. Friday Night In The Rain 1/9/2010
Best Poem of Annie Cordelia Adams

A Little Picture

A little picture, browned,
Had a tear on its edge
Where moth and rust
Plagued it away
Wherever was this picture found?
In an attic? Where dust collects?

A tiny picture, profound
In all measure, fledged
With beauty like gold dust
A blooming fleur bouquet
Like an old tea gown
It was tossed with willful neglect

It did, very much, astound
Those who pledged
Their direct trust
Who lived in that day
Who’s beauty it drank down
In honest respect, its object

An old memory found
In a river of images read
The old photo must, ...

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Cavalry Of Waves

I miss the sea and its cavalry of waves
I miss the salty air and salty breath
My heart leaps to jump into its arms
I miss the subtle breeze felt from afar

My love for the sea is like a dream
No shadow, taste, smell, or sound
In which I sail forever over voyage
Not comprehended as I solely engage

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