A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes
Biography of A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes
Hello, you have met me before as Dorothy Alves Homes, signing as 'A Poet Who Loves To Sing'...I have this new site, so named, in order to honor your request that I have an e-book. Here I will share less than my 800+ poems but a list of some of my Haiku Poems, my Poetry In Motion poems, and others for your reading pleasure. Hope to hear from you.
A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes's Works:
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A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes Poems
# 62 Haiku Winter Night
Oh sweet winter night You brought back laughter forgot We made snow angels
Sir, I Hope You Are Well
Sir, I hope you are well And perhaps racing in the wind, Or sailing on a sea with gentle winds,
# 12 Haiku Baby - Baby - Baby
Her smile lit the night Her laughter inspired angels To sing and dance
#100 Haiku Hitch Hiker
Sunlight rides the clouds Mountain edged in sunset glow Bare tree praises God
# 79 Haiku Water Fall Concert
# 86 Haiku Snow Bound Solitude
Snow bound solitude Resurrecting the pain of Your demise my love
#164 Haiku Sun Flowers
Favorite flowers Brown faces with golden hair Garden's Gift of love
#148 Haiku While You Sleep
While you sleep, poets With insomnia write verse To while time away
#110 Haiku The Smile Of Summer
The smile of summer Lingers in days of Autum Soon leaves will dance
#176 Haiku Within The Shell
Imprisoned in shell No song to sing - no story To tell - rescue me
#128 Haiku The Night Sky
Blue velvet night sky With diamond dancer star light Dreamers make wishes
#142 Haiku A Patch Of Heaven
#160 Haiku Lush Trees
Sky mountains lush trees Waterfall violins play Music with velvet strings
#194-Ii By The Light Of The Moon
Standing on the shore Night's silver light bades me come The water is fine
She calls him jazz
Because he is the music
Her heart hears...
Like the slow rippling
Of a trombone,
Deep and mellow.
Sometimes, gentle like Duke's piano,
When he plays 'Mood Indigo', lingering forever.
Jazz is what she hears when he whispers