Ann Beard

Veteran Poet - 1,097 Points [Roan B] (1944 / London. UK)

Ann Beard Poems

1. The School Of Sleep 11/18/2008
2. I Won, T Tell A Soul. 11/16/2010
3. The Pike River Mine. 12/29/2010
4. Remember Being There 5/29/2011
5. Inquisitive Clown. (N.Z Kea) 6/22/2012
6. The Reunion 5/20/2014
7. Dear Toetoe (Nz Tall Feathery Grass) 10/7/2015
8. State Of Mind 10/22/2015
9. The Passing Of A Friend 5/24/2016
10. A Mask. 7/1/2016
11. Death. 5/1/2011
12. A Young Poet 10/18/2009
13. Neither I, Nor The Spider 8/5/2011
14. Every Soul 12/9/2012
15. Memory Laid To Rest 11/16/2016
16. This Tired Old Heart 2/21/2016
17. Not Listening 6/21/2009
18. The Middle Eye 9/27/2009
19. Mr Cool. (Monty 1st Jan1995 - 4th Aug.2009) 1/2/2009
20. Somewhere A Child Will Die. 11/9/2008
21. Alone, With The Passing Of Time 6/3/2013
22. Being Loved 1/8/2014
23. Morpheus Son Of Sleep. 3/29/2013
24. Where Poems Belong. 8/10/2012
25. Times Hungry Spender 8/24/2008
26. Blueness 9/8/2012
27. All The Gods 6/28/2012
28. Another, S Heart 10/29/2007
29. The Ocean Makes Love To The Shore. 6/29/2015
30. A Hunters Coat. 4/20/2009
31. Far Away 11/6/2009
32. Tarah, S Dollhouse 6/8/2009
33. My Words 3/12/2008
34. A Nightmare. 2/26/2008
35. Silence In The Cemetery. 6/7/2009
36. Such Ignorance 11/22/2015
37. Textbook Love 10/15/2015
38. Such Promise. 3/14/2015
39. Gaze Upon The Rose (Ambridge English Rose) 3/23/2015
40. The Ties That Bind 3/9/2008
Best Poem of Ann Beard

A Letter To My Dad

If I could write a letter to my Dad.
I’d ask him, are you watching over me?
Seeing through my eyes the life, I’ve had.
Translating all the worldly sights, I see.

If I could put a question to my Dad
I’d ask him are you always at my side
The centre of my soul is very sad
Starting from the day they said you died.

If I could put my arms around my Dad
I’d ask him how to bare the wrath of men
Who, acting in the name of a religion,
kill without regret and feed on mayhem.

If I could just but walk beside my Dad
I’d ask him, was it hard to leave ...

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A Nightmare.

Eyes close but do not block out sight,
I cannot sleep but toss and turn.
Not knowing where or why
my insecurity will bite.

Tormented so by restless thought,
I walk the tunnels full of doors
heart pounding in my chest.
I am distraught.

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