Charlotte Ballard


Charlotte Ballard Poems

201. Blue Note 10/7/2011
202. Chasing Rabbits 10/7/2011
203. Confession Of A Color Addict 10/7/2011
204. Dove Blunder 10/7/2011
205. Dull 10/7/2011
206. God Bless My Mittens 10/7/2011
207. Hamburger Helper 10/7/2011
208. How I Met Donna 10/7/2011
209. Firewatch 10/7/2011
210. Laura 10/9/2011
211. Lessons Tell Me The Truth 10/9/2011
212. Morning Meadow 10/9/2011
213. My Child Choose Christianity Tonight 10/9/2011
214. My Way, Your Way 10/9/2011
215. Nonsense Wordse 10/9/2011
216. Norodom Sihanouk 10/9/2011
217. Oak Tree 10/9/2011
218. Sane 10/9/2011
219. Shy Patty Cakes 10/9/2011
220. Silence Answers The Wind 10/9/2011
221. Dreaming 10/7/2011
222. Cat Ownership 10/7/2011
223. Religion-A Broken Choice: Between The Waves 10/7/2011
224. Boom A Rang Gift 10/7/2011
225. Daily Poem Writing 10/7/2011
226. Too Much Fur 10/9/2011
227. Troubled Sleep 10/9/2011
228. Wandering Lead 10/9/2011
229. When I Was A Child 10/9/2011
230. I Sit In A Classroom 10/9/2011
231. I Speak Of Death 10/9/2011
232. Hunger 10/9/2011
233. Silly Me 10/9/2011
234. Ramblings From A Demented Mind 10/9/2011
235. Loving My Husband 11/9/2011
236. Tenderness 11/11/2011
237. Eton 5/16/2012
238. Muses 5/16/2012
239. Stupid 10/9/2011
240. What I Don'T Know 7/1/2012

Comments about Charlotte Ballard

  • Paul Slinski Paul Slinski (4/11/2005 10:49:00 AM)

    Some people are never happy unless they are complaining about something.
    Makes me wonder if they have some kind of cult somewhere that we don't know about.

    Great words, Charlotte. Very easy for me to relate to. Poetry as a comfortable chair.

    You are in my friends list.

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Best Poem of Charlotte Ballard

Ode To Pizza

You delight the nose with evocative
Promise of stringy cheese, pepperoni
And tomato sauce warm. Each piece
Contested over, grabbed, hungered over

Until sated, the hungry hordes retreat
To sofas soft and stretch out feet first.
Til' Breakfast time, tomorrow.

Read the full of Ode To Pizza

Love 2

Love
As calm as a pond
Not crowded with
Ducks that
Quack and wade,
Nibbling at grubs
That aren't under
The mud.

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