Collette Anne Kearns
Biography of Collette Anne Kearns
Collette Anne Kearns's Works:
Who Are You Now?
Collette Anne Kearns Poems
There are no wrinkles in my face, no laugh lines. No silver strands in my hair, My makeup is perfect, I look at least ten years younger than I am.
I meant to write a poem today – But a cardinal sang in our maple tree, As his mate fluttered to and fro, And the wind in the leaves was calling me.
Seasons Of Us
We begin with Spring, trampling daffodils in the park at a yellow time of day. We continue with Summer, sweltering,
The Lost Garden
Shocked, I stood by the front gate in July, full, bountiful month of summer. Was this the same garden I had immortalised in print and photograph, many times over?
Centre Of Gravity
If we live in an ocean of energy Then my kitchen is where I find mine. Family and friends gravitate there for nourishment and comfort.
There are no wrinkles in my face, no laugh lines.
No silver strands in my hair,
My makeup is perfect,
I look at least ten years younger than I am.
My home is so clean,
No dust bunnies in corners,
No fingermarks on my windows.
My clothes fit perfectly.
I'm so happy in my world
Until I put on my glasses.