A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes

A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes Poems

481. Calm Of Personal Peace 12/5/2008
482. Our Creator Supreme 12/4/2008
483. Haiku Nature's Color Wheel 12/4/2008
484. Mistaken Identity 11/28/2008
485. Time 11/30/2008
486. #47 Haiku Collaboration 12/6/2008
487. If Butterflies Are Free 12/5/2008
488. #265 Haiku Winter's Fingers 12/11/2008
489. For David 12/12/2008
490. My Pink Poem (Written With My Pink Pen) 12/12/2008
491. My Red Poem (Written With My Pink Pen) 12/12/2008
492. The Doodler 12/12/2008
493. Golden Memories 12/15/2008
494. The Return Of Florescent Dreams 12/13/2008
495. Haiku Gather Love's Bouquet 12/23/2008
496. Haiku Lovely Swans 1/27/2009
497. The End Of The Rainbow 1/28/2009
498. Haiku Serenity 1/27/2009
499. Poetic Slump 1/17/2009
500. #350 Haiku Snow Blankets 12/9/2008
501. My Inaudible Ode To Love 12/2/2008
502. Haiku #200 Snow Angels 12/2/2008
503. #235 Haiku Flowers 12/12/2008
504. Cloud Formation 1/18/2009
505. Haiku Lone Tree 4/3/2009
506. My Purple Poem (My Purple Jazz Poem - Written With My Pink Pen) 12/16/2008
507. Haiku Golden Dandelion 12/18/2008
508. I Owe A Debt To Spring 12/7/2008
509. Instant Replay 12/17/2008
510. A Slow Death 12/16/2008
511. My Pink Diamond Studded Shoes 12/16/2008
512. Life Laughs 12/16/2008
513. I Shall Paint This Sky... 12/14/2008
514. #207 Haiku Web Of Man's Deciet 12/13/2008
515. My Yellow Poem - Sunny Days And Lemon Drops(Written With My Pink Pen) 12/11/2008
516. The Last Love Poem 12/12/2008
517. I Am A Lullaby 12/13/2008
518. A Heart Speaks 12/5/2008
519. Kisses Wrapped In Rainbows 12/5/2008
520. You Forgot To Remember 12/2/2008

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Sir, I Hope You Are Well

I hope you are well
And perhaps racing in the wind,
Or sailing on a sea with gentle winds,
Or maybe basking in the sun on some beautiful shore.

I hope you had a day of bliss,
Laughing with a friend who just hugged you and held your hand
Or perhaps was awed by your smile or that look in your eyes..

I hope your day overflowed with sunshine and sun beams
Tickled your nose or kissed the nose of someone you love
And together you did cart wheels or wrote some silly poem
Alternating the lines of love.

Oh, I hope someone sang ...

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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

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