Annie Cordelia Adams

Rookie (14 August 1991 / Birmingham)

Annie Cordelia Adams Poems

81. For Evelyn, In The Summer Of '11 8/13/2014
82. Fantasy World 8/23/2009
83. Every Stroke Of The Violin 11/8/2008
84. Driving Is Faster Than Running Into A Wall 11/29/2011
85. Did I Escape? 8/28/2010
86. Death Is So 2/2/2012
87. Cavalry Of Waves 12/20/2007
88. Bunker Hill 4/29/2012
89. Before Pain Was Always Free 2/17/2009
90. Beauty In The Eye Of The Beholder 11/8/2008
91. Beating Drum In My Head 2/23/2012
92. B/ The Song You Hate 11/24/2010
93. B() |() |() Seventeen Forever/B 7/18/2009
94. B() |() |() A Victorian Summer /B 11/30/2008
95. B() |() |() I Left My Heart At Sea, They Say/B 11/8/2008
96. B() |() |() Howl At The Wind/B 11/19/2008
97. B() |() |() I Am Become Like A Sparrow/B 12/1/2008
98. B() |() |() Eternity At Sea Ii /B 11/2/2008
99. B() |() |() This Poem Was Written On True Love/B 12/15/2008
100. B() |() |() Winter Post Card/B 11/29/2008
101. Apostrophe 4/7/2009
102. And I'Ve Ruined Yours Too 1/16/2012
103. And I Ain'T From The 50s So.... 11/8/2008
104. An Empty Whole 11/1/2008
105. Along The River Fuji 5/23/2008
106. After A Thousand Years I'Ll Meet You Under The Traveler's Tree 5/4/2008
107. A Little Picture 1/5/2008
108. A Constant New Fear 1/29/2012
109. 916. Every Wish You Made On The Same Stars I Wish On Came True 1/9/2010
110. () |() |() Beternity At Sea/B 6/2/2009
111. () |() |() I Do Not See How I Am Capable Of Love 7/13/2008
112. () |() |() Seulement Dans Mes Rêves (Nameless Love) 10/15/2008
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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Sea-Less Drought

not the dream I once for took
the sea has become mere memory
it was once loved, once seen
now lost and near unraveling

it was superfluous sight for my eyes
and an unneeded sweet taste
it grappled at my heart and word
until naught was in my breath but verbs

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