Holly Jamestone

Rookie - 0 Points [Holly Jamestone] (Denver, CO U.S.A.)

Holly Jamestone Poems

1. Feral 3/9/2013
2. Lemonade 3/9/2013
3. Spilled Milk 3/9/2013
4. Two Kinds Of Heaven 3/9/2013
5. What Is True Love 3/9/2013
6. My Sweet Dove 3/10/2013
7. Little Bird 3/10/2013
8. Matthew 3/10/2013
9. What Then 3/10/2013
10. Woman Among Women 3/10/2013
11. Waste 3/10/2013
12. The Breakup 3/10/2013
13. Seek Him Out 3/10/2013
14. Peace Was Ours 3/10/2013
15. Shhhhhhhhh 3/10/2013
16. Free 3/10/2013
17. A Mother's Pocket 3/10/2013
18. Castled Sand 3/10/2013
19. The Boathouse 3/10/2013
20. Its Middle Name Is Love 3/10/2013
21. Clouds 3/10/2013
22. A Child's Eyes 3/10/2013
23. I Have A Feeling 3/10/2013
24. I Cared 3/10/2013
25. If You Are Still 3/11/2013
26. Skating 3/11/2013
27. The Feather 3/11/2013
28. The Meantime 3/11/2013
29. Tom 3/11/2013
30. Why Not I 3/11/2013
31. What Are Children Made Of 3/11/2013
32. We'Ll Always Be Free 3/11/2013
33. Tonight I Held An Angel 3/11/2013
34. Tea Kettle 3/11/2013
35. One With Sky 3/11/2013
36. My Time 3/11/2013
37. The Unattended Friendship 3/11/2013
38. One To Keep 3/11/2013
39. A Dove Flew Overhead 3/11/2013
40. My Everlasting Love 2/3/2013
Best Poem of Holly Jamestone

Dance In The Rain

Dance in the rain
With clouds at your heels
Rosebuds refreshed
The calming one feels

Life is the present
There's no need to wait
Throw back the shutters
And unlock the gate

Dance in the rain
As it cleanses the sky
No tears on sun's cheeks
And no need to cry

Life is what's happening
Through clouds or gray
Sunshine or snowflakes
They're all nature's way

Dance in the rain
It's all part of life
Let hope, your umbrella
Guide you through strife

Dance in the rain
And when clouds tend to loom
Welcome their ...

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Camano Island

Forested pathways, lush plentiful needles
Clinging to the evergreen brother branch
Gently leading to their mother trunk
Cascading from ground to sky

Sprawling hillsides, windswept beaches
Distant snowcapped peaks whose glass-like
Reflections dive ‘neath waves the way a snow cone
Melts into its wrapper on a warm summer day

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