Connie Webb

Connie Webb Poems

1. A Black Cat Crossed My Path 10/19/2006
2. A Gift A Power Brings 2/4/2008
3. A Good Friend She Was 5/27/2008
4. A Healthier Easter 4/5/2007
5. A Mother's Thoughts 8/26/2006
6. A Size Down 3/31/2007
7. A Stay-At-Home Mom Was I 4/15/2007
8. After The Fire 4/13/2007
9. Alcoholism's Sadness 4/5/2007
10. Almost A Year 11/10/2006
11. Anxiety 11/20/2008
12. Art 4/13/2006
13. Art By A Two Year Old 5/21/2006
14. But Life 3/27/2006
15. Butterflies And My Family 4/9/2006
16. Bye, Bye Hummingbird 7/22/2006
17. Cast Out Labels 3/22/2008
18. Cats Fly 3/28/2006
19. Christmas 3/25/2006
20. Cookies 3/28/2006
21. Criticism Rebellion 2/1/2010
22. Easter's Past 4/15/2006
23. Eighteen Isn’t Long Enough To Live 2/5/2008
24. Emerge 1/10/2009
25. E-Tale 4/9/2006
26. Even If I Thought Nobody Liked Me 4/20/2007
27. Even Though 10/12/2007
28. Fascinated And Motivated By An English Teacher 3/26/2006
29. Fly Free Little Brother 10/30/2008
30. Fond Memory Of Us 7/22/2006
31. Fun Days As A Child 4/3/2007
32. Funny Feet 5/6/2006
33. Good Riddance 2/7/2010
34. Gratitude 4/13/2007
35. Haiku Time 3/25/2006
36. He Found Another Woman 11/20/2008
37. I Am Me 3/25/2006
38. I Don’t Really Want To Write Sad Poetry 3/31/2006
39. I Don'T Have, But I Have 7/25/2008
40. I Haven'T Been On The Computer Lately 5/18/2006

Comments about Connie Webb

  • Goldy Locks (10/20/2007 11:45:00 AM)

    Authentic is as authentic does. That's Connie for you. Her self-questioning never rests. And that's nobility at its finest.

    best care
    sjg -~-

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Best Poem of Connie Webb

Mom And Time

When I was a girl
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
I wish she would stop telling me
What to do!

When I was a teen
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
She won’t let me stay out
Late at night!

When I was a young adult
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
She keeps calling me and wanting to talk
All the time!

Now that she is gone
I wish she would tell me what to do
Tell me to not stay up so late
Call me and talk for hours
And I lied
My mom was not so mean
She was being a mom
And showing she cared
Mom, I love ...

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The Suitor

There once was a cat from the city
Who met a fine looking kitty
He said to she
“Shall we have tea?
My dear you sure are quite pretty.”

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