cheryl davis miller

Veteran Poet - 1,425 Points (2/26/57 / America)

cheryl davis miller Poems

161. Waiting 12/12/2013
162. Water 12/13/2013
163. Killing Off The Ladies 12/18/2013
164. Open Eyes 12/20/2013
165. Change 12/22/2013
166. Home For Christmas 12/24/2013
167. Bloody Hill 2/11/2014
168. True Leaders Needed 2/11/2014
169. Inspector Clueless 2/11/2014
170. 3: Am Call 2/11/2014
171. Responsibility 2/11/2014
172. 4 Brave Americans 2/11/2014
173. A Time To Stand 2/11/2014
174. If 2/18/2014
175. Age 2/18/2014
176. Jolly's Race 3/18/2014
177. Freed 4/19/2014
178. Little Jay Carney And Friends 5/3/2014
179. 'Fox' In The Whitehouse 5/3/2014
180. Truth For Benghazi 5/3/2014
181. Answer To Time Ragizine 5/3/2014
182. Excuse Me 11/17/2015
183. The Holidays 11/17/2015
184. La-La Land 11/20/2015
185. The Blitz 12/3/2015
186. The Crusaders 12/13/2015
187. Words 12/17/2015
188. The Abyss 12/17/2015
189. The Wall 12/23/2015
190. Police Lives Matter 2 12/24/2015
191. The Shallow End 1/2/2016
192. Upside Down 1/9/2016
193. News Flash 1/11/2016
194. Hillary's Train 1/18/2016
195. Shaft's Shadow 3/26/2016
196. Behind The Mask 5/24/2016
197. My Porch 5/24/2016
198. The Garden's Fee 6/5/2016
199. The Middle 9/13/2016
200. From The Basket Of Deplorables 9/13/2016

Comments about cheryl davis miller

  • Paige S (4/27/2009 10:04:00 PM)

    Mrs. Miller is a wonderful poet. Her views are much the truth, and she can express herself in a very gifted way. Her poetry is truly delightful to read.

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Best Poem of cheryl davis miller

Loneliness

A shudder running up my spine
without reason nor any rhyme
a constant process I confess
reminder of my loneliness.

Where are the answers I once knew
where are the friendships I thought true?
Hands to hold, and ears to listen
just be there, a simple mission.

As I have been in seasons past
to comfort, console, act steadfast
to seek for explanations, ' why? '
to tend the wounds and balm apply.

This loneliness I cannot bear
I'm reaching out, no one is there
so I begin to then withdraw
attempting to become so ...

Read the full of Loneliness

The Nest

Alberta the Squirrel had a very fine nest.
In the crook of yon Maple tree high did it rest.
She had a mate named William she called Billy Boy.
Her lifelong companion filled her heart with pure joy.

They'd built their nest lovingly all safe, snug and warm.
They tended it well so it would weather a storm.
In springtime they would add softest layers anew.
To prepare for the birth of a baby or two.

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