Ernestine Northover

Rookie - 200 Points (25th March 1943)

Ernestine Northover Poems

161. Defiance 5/28/2010
162. Delicately Spun 4/6/2008
163. Delphiniums Of Blue 10/14/2006
164. Dem Bones! 7/25/2006
165. Down By The Sea 7/4/2006
166. Dream Cloud 9 - By Kitty Cotton Aged 11. (My Great Niece) 11/5/2009
167. Dust And Sand 9/18/2008
168. Early Dawning 10/18/2006
169. Earthbound Soul 3/2/2008
170. Echoes Ride The Night 1/10/2008
171. Eggxample 4/1/2006
172. Electric Might 4/30/2008
173. Electrically Charged 7/15/2006
174. Emptiness Descends 12/3/2006
175. Ending Of The Task 8/13/2008
176. Endless Vistas 9/29/2008
177. Enlightenment 7/17/2008
178. Enrich My Heart 2/3/2006
179. Evening, Night And Morning 11/7/2009
180. Evening's Dusk 1/28/2009
181. Ever Decreasing Circles 4/16/2007
182. Exit 9/14/2005
183. Expiration 10/2/2005
184. Facets Of Diamonds 5/28/2010
185. Featherbed 11/24/2005
186. Feel A Smile Begin 6/3/2008
187. Fireflies 11/2/2005
188. First Past The Post - The Grand National 4/7/2008
189. For Freedom 11/13/2007
190. For Posterity 6/13/2007
191. Forgotten Accommodation 1/16/2008
192. Four Seasons 9/23/2006
193. Freedom Bound 8/8/2007
194. Frosted 5/22/2006
195. Fully Rigged 7/23/2006
196. Furnished And Burnished 10/6/2007
197. Gentle Winds 5/28/2006
198. Get In Touch 10/4/2005
199. Getting Away 1/14/2007
200. Give Serenity The Lead 5/24/2007
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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