Joseph T. Renaldi

Rookie - 434 Points (Frackville, Pennsylvania)

Joseph T. Renaldi Poems

361. Retiring To A College Town 2/5/2005
362. Road To Paradise 8/13/2014
363. Saint Patrick's Day Wishes 2/23/2013
364. Say A Prayer 7/8/2005
365. Search For Utopia 9/11/2007
366. Seeking Faith 2/23/2009
367. Seeking Peace 1/30/2008
368. Separation 12/17/2004
369. Shade Creek 7/25/2005
370. Ship Of Life 7/31/2013
371. Should I Return 7/13/2005
372. Show Me The Way 8/3/2009
373. Signs Of Spring 3/22/2011
374. Signs Of Winter 9/19/2014
375. Silent World 6/23/2005
376. Sleep Soundly 7/24/2009
377. Slice Of Toast 7/13/2005
378. Slip Of The Lip 8/13/2013
379. Snake In The Grass 7/13/2005
380. Snowflake Trail 12/13/2006
381. Snowflakes 5/3/2005
382. Solitude Of A Gazebo 2/23/2013
383. Something About A Toyland 9/25/2009
384. Something About Christmas 11/15/2005
385. Southward Bound 9/19/2014
386. Staff Of Life 8/9/2013
387. Stages Of Behavior 8/7/2013
388. Stand Proud And Tall 4/8/2009
389. Stroll Through The Countryside 5/5/2007
390. Summer Days Of Yesteryear 8/26/2011
391. Summer Storm 7/29/2005
392. Summer's Offerings 8/16/2013
393. Summertime 5/22/2008
394. Summertime Symphony 7/6/2006
395. Take My Hand 8/31/2014
396. Teaching - A Satisfying Experience 9/19/2014
397. Thank You - Mom 3/27/2006
398. The Best Days 6/4/2014
399. The Coal Mine Trail 2/5/2005
400. The Crocus 7/8/2005
Best Poem of Joseph T. Renaldi

Once Upon An Autumn Day

Once Upon an autumn day,
Colorful leaves began to fade
In the midst of a chilly, frosty air
As multitude of trees grew steadily bare.

Once upon an autumn day,
The whispering breeze was here to stay
Moving aimlessly through the countless trees
Scattering leaves with the greatest of ease.

Once upon an autumn day,
The leaves whirled freely in every way,
Until at last they came to rest
Finding a haven in which to nest.

Once upon an autumn day,
The trees were dormant, and the leaves lay
Waiting for the winter snow to fall
To quickly ...

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The Wailing Wind

I'm amazed at the wind's changing mood,
Its ability to maneuver far and wide,
The quiet motion - the tumultuous ones,
The way it pushes at ones side.

It pounds at the coastline creating massive waves,
Releasing its wrath against the sandy shore.
It approaches the heartland with a fury,
Across the golden wheat fields even more.

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