Biography of Arlene Dery
I haven't been writing poems for a few years so I wanted to come back and try writing for awhile. It's a good way to challenge myself and nice to reflect on things. I live in a beautiful area and so I will have a lot of inspiration around me.
Arlene Dery Poems
Hope In Heaven's Day
Grief be mine, I ask you so, If not for you, I wouldn't know, How life once was and then be still, How so precious, that death do steal.
A surprise! A surprise! What will it be? Bringing it closer, 'cause I wanna see. Is it a prize? or maybe a gift? Oh, does it matter? My spirits have lift!
Treasures To Keep
A lock of hair trimmed, with ribbon so sweet, A bouquet of flowers, pressed to keep, The baby dolls resting, from hard play, Sympathy cards, are with them today.
This Poet Has A Lot
So many feelings inside to explore. discovering one, then some more. Emotions come out! I implore. a thought to put down for evermore.
A Place Beyond The Veil
There's a place beyond the veil, That's hidden physically. How can I doubt my Lord is real, Because I cannot see?
No Memories Of You
Always missing, never finding, On the path that's ever winding- Around in search of you, (It was all I knew to do) .
Jet, The Black Cat
The blackest cat I ever met, That is why I named him Jet. Was Jetty, that he came to be, The little kit, who came to me.
Where Does My Love Go
When I haven't seen your face, Or felt the warmth of your embrace, When you are but a thought, Just a vision I have sought.
Rosy red berries, picking so sweet, Such is a tempting and heavenly treat. Rinse under water, cut off the green,
Welcome Tears- you came my way, so I may know Comfort, in my saddest of days.
Time For Heaven
Though my soul longs to be, On that side eternally, There's a reason, here to stay, Wonder why most every day.
Mighty Red Sea
With no where to turn, and no place to be, I found my back to, the Mighty Red Sea. Peril surrounding, my every side, Enemies charging, no place to hide.
The Stone Was Rolled Away
On day three, here's what was found; They couldn't keep Him in the ground. So for Christ, to meet his doom, They blocked the entrance to the tomb.
Oh, tiers of a fountain Cry out your distress, Water overflowing Blues of caress.
A surprise! A surprise! What will it be?
Bringing it closer, 'cause I wanna see.
Is it a prize? or maybe a gift?
Oh, does it matter? My spirits have lift!
Covered in wrap, with a ribbon or two,
A moment ago, I thought I was blue!
Probing and tugging and giving a shake...
My attention is on it, I'm fully awake!
Putting it closer- near to my ear...