Ann Beard

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

Ann Beard Poems

41. Change. 11/4/2007
42. A Fox. 10/1/2008
43. The Green Hills Of Drury 10/15/2007
44. Fast Asleep. 2/21/2008
45. Love Gone Love Gone. 1/6/2009
46. Degree Of Fear 3/15/2008
47. Dear Friend 5/17/2009
48. Two Way Profound. 2/2/2009
49. A Jacaranda Tree. 1/6/2008
50. The Winds Of Borrowed Time 7/6/2007
51. Two Shades Of Green 2/25/2009
52. I Never Saw Her Cry. 7/30/2007
53. Come Close. 4/14/2008
54. One Candle. 1/1/2009
55. Between Walls Of Pale Lilac. 3/4/2008
56. A Kiss. 12/23/2008
57. As I Used To Be. 3/30/2008
58. A Lady With Cake. 12/14/2008
59. First Love 9/4/2007
60. A Letter To My Dad 8/10/2007
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 Jacaranda Tree.

A Jacaranda tree stands tall, and sways as if to say,
Look! At this magnificence, I’m wearing blue today.
forgive the way I shout aloud, my lack of modesty,
but nowhere in this troubled world is finery like me.

Light rays slide between each leaf, to settle on the tips
to lightly kiss your face with a hundred million tiny lips.
You only have to lift your eyes to greet the filtered sun
a sight I guarantee will warm the heart of everyone.

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