Fay Slimm

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

Fay Slimm Poems

81. Awaiting Love. 9/22/2008
82. Awash With June. 6/8/2009
83. Banging On. 11/5/2009
84. Bathtime Bliss. 9/16/2008
85. Be Still My Heart. 8/24/2008
86. Be Tender. 8/10/2008
87. Beautiful Moments. 3/10/2009
88. Beauty Arises Again. 9/15/2008
89. Because We Deserve It. 8/24/2008
90. Before You. 1/11/2009
91. Behind Closed Doors. 11/5/2008
92. Being Awakened. 10/27/2008
93. Being Easy. 3/14/2009
94. Being Loved. 4/14/2009
95. Being Myself. 6/18/2009
96. Being Such Lovers. 3/7/2009
97. Bewildered Love. 10/9/2008
98. Beyond Each Horizon. 2/5/2009
99. Biding Time 2/8/2009
100. Bittersweet Love. 9/20/2009
101. Blackbird And I. 4/11/2009
102. Blaming The Moon. 9/28/2008
103. Bleak Separation. 9/23/2009
104. Blighted Wedding Day. 6/27/2009
105. Bluebell Experience 5/4/2009
106. Bluebell Time 7/28/2008
107. Born To Live. 5/19/2009
108. Borne By Light 5/20/2009
109. Breaking In. 3/13/2009
110. Break-Up Bouquets. 6/29/2009
111. Bright Burning Stars. 1/17/2009
112. Browsing Through 7/18/2009
113. But For You. 4/26/2009
114. Buzzard Birds 7/25/2008
115. By Love Possessed. 6/9/2009
116. Captured By Summer. 6/8/2009
117. Catching The Moon. 8/2/2009
118. Caught Alive. 7/15/2009
119. Chances For Love. 9/24/2008
120. Changeless Beauty 1/21/2009
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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Spring Fever.

Sing SPRING, and feel the thrust of newborn thing.
Spring-warmed sun arouses earth,
Then blazons dormant trees to work.
Roots awake, and crawling, shyly nudge and shake each branch.
Soil breaks next, with rank on lush green rank of shoot.
And buds unfurl.
Colours zing, as blossoming life begins again
To sting old winters indolent sleep. Breathe this resurrection theme.
Sink this bursting spring-like dream deep to feed on all year through.

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