Ernestine Northover

Rookie - 272 Points (25th March 1943)

Ernestine Northover Poems

1. * The Moon Is....... 2/2/2011
2. * All Renowned 1/27/2011
3. * In A Girl's Head 1/24/2011
4. * In An Empty Box 1/27/2011
5. * Mirror 2/2/2011
6. * Not Her Choice 5/7/2015
7. * On A Mission 8/5/2009
8. * Strength Of Purpose 3/15/2014
9. * The Mona Lisa's Smile 5/7/2015
10. ** The Fading Sky 3/15/2014
11. *** Crimson Red 1/1/2013
12. *** The Waiting Land 3/15/2014
13. ***some Dread 8/18/2014
14. ***the Mona Lisa's Smile 7/8/2012
15. ***the Proposal 8/30/2005
16. ***the Waiting Land 8/18/2014
17. **a Touch Of Pride 2/17/2014
18. **an Audible Sigh 2/17/2014
19. **no Regard 2/17/2014
20. **they Seem To Know Not What To Do 2/17/2014
21. *an Unceasing Tick Tock 5/7/2011
22. *boats A Bobbing 5/7/2011
23. *i Walked Out One Evening 5/7/2011
24. A Captivating Sight 10/26/2006
25. A Child Again 6/18/2006
26. A Daft Crackpot 3/8/2008
27. A Day In The Life Of - Me! 9/8/2005
28. A Delightful Sight 4/17/2007
29. A Distant View 11/4/2005
30. A Drowsy Afternoon 3/4/2006
31. A Dry Savannah 9/14/2006
32. A Fair Sized Elevation 8/23/2007
33. A Family Christmas 11/28/2005
34. A Fascinating State 7/17/2008
35. A Foolproof Strategy 1/17/2007
36. A Gentle Thaw 1/25/2006
37. A Gentle Voice 1/22/2006
38. A Gift To Earth 11/15/2008
39. A Golden Sphere 11/29/2005
40. A Haiku 10/8/2006
Best Poem of Ernestine Northover

Hold You In My Smile

Sweet moment, stay with me,
and pray do not flee so soon,
Let me enjoy the bliss of that
first kiss beneath the moon.
I wish to cradle this feeling,
that has only just been found,
A feeling that has unexpectedly
turned my world around.
Do not depart, Oh please remain
within my heart awhile,
So that I can savour you once more,
and hold you in my smile.

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Humility

Snow, falling thick and white, along the village street,
People struggling through the drifts, their shopping to complete,
Kids dragging sledges, excitement fills their minds,
Rolling a giant snowball, great, cos this is snow that binds.

Trees looking decorated up, with icicles that glint,
Branches weighed down with snow, which holds a golden tint,
That bright red sun that's setting, way out towards the west,
A wonderful rich vision, ordered at our Lord's behest.

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