Fay Slimm

Rookie - 20 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Fay Slimm Poems

601. Winter's Farewell. 7/28/2008
602. Wisdom Of Love. 11/18/2009
603. Wishing You Spring. 1/5/2009
604. Without A Doubt. 10/2/2009
605. Without Destiny. 12/12/2009
606. Without Henry. 10/25/2008
607. Woman Of Substance. 10/18/2009
608. Woodland Rendezvous 8/9/2008
609. Word Of Autumn. 9/4/2009
610. Workaday Holidays. 10/31/2008
611. Yellowed Gorse 3/21/2009
612. Yesterday's Child. 8/8/2009
613. Yesterday's Dreams. 2/22/2010
614. Yet To Come. 12/28/2009
615. You Are. 1/3/2009
616. You Came Along 12/13/2009
617. You'Re In Love. 8/10/2008
Best Poem of Fay Slimm

A Pure Love.

As the snowdropp sea of glistening white
Envelopes and amazes me, I, standing
Here in a woodland clearing think of mighty
Love. This waving scene of purity hangs
It's every head of gleam shyly downward
In a modest pose, but lift each face and
Look at love so pure it takes us forward
In accepting states of grace that random
Fate never planned, but rather Godly love
Created. They glow with light, and scented
Subtly, are as fresh as dawn. Just above
This ocean of delight hangs, relentless,
January sky which now threatens rain.
Pure love is snowdropp white ...

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Buzzard Birds

Manifesting in the high noon sky
He swirls, and turning
Wheels and dives, while I
In awestruck silence wait,
And, breathless, wish him nearer so my eye
Could note his colour and his powerful frame.

Wildness in perfection on the wing.
Buzzard-bird your freedom

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