Roann Mendriq Poems

The tree stood proudly, tall, erect,
bereft of flower or fruit or leaf;
Without a verdant veil bedecked,
Naked, bare without relief.
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One last check on all the doors,
The lift's kaput, race down six floors;
Leaping over a puddle-pool,
Skipping like I'm still in school!
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My friend and I fought, and I think I will cry,
All I did was toss him, a skinky mud-pie!

It splashed splat on his face, I laughed out in glee,
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Tonight the skies will burst and blaze
in gilted colours edged with gold;
in myriad hues and flashing rays,
a dazzling showcase uncontrolled.
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How nice to wake to sounds of song
that lilt upon the sleepy sea;
That make you feel like you belong
to earth and ocean... naturally!
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Deep in the shadows of the night,
a candle sheds its gentle glow;
Sharing softly, its halo's light,
Soothing, healing to restore.
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At night, when all is deathly still,
winds go dancing on the waves;
While shadows play and hide at will,
in the darkened corner caves.
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Fountains swooosh into the sky;
like silver dusted volcanoes;
Catherine Wheels flit and fly,
hisssssing around my tiny toes...
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Every early summer morning,
just before the dawn can break;
I'm sleepy, dozy, drowsy, yawning,
Morning song keeps me awake.
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When faced with daily vile abuse,
Some will find any excuse;
To hide behind instinctively,
some semblance of..'normalcy'.
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