David Whalen

Silver Star - 4,191 Points [David O'Haolin (My ancestral Celtic name)] (5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

David Whalen Poems

601. Morning 9/16/2015
602. Summer Gives Way To Autumn 9/26/2015
603. Chimes Of Time 9/27/2015
604. Angels Weep 9/28/2015
605. Echoes And Answers 9/30/2015
606. The Sound Of Lonely 10/5/2015
607. Look Out! 10/24/2015
608. Prison Of Memories 11/7/2015
609. Figments, Dreams, Or Memories 11/10/2015
610. Tides And Time 11/11/2015
611. The Manse In The Moors 11/18/2015
612. Rather Just Be Stardust 11/19/2015
613. Not Easy Being Irish 11/29/2015
614. Just About Time 12/3/2015
615. Physics Senryu 12/4/2015
616. Forever Amber 12/5/2015
617. Ode To Mcdonald's Hash Browns 12/6/2015
618. Lips Sweet As Honey 12/16/2015
619. A Literal Tryst 12/22/2015
620. Sands Of Time 1/8/2016
621. Sing To Me 1/15/2016
622. Those Lying Eyes 1/18/2016
623. Three Truths 1/22/2016
624. Jewels Of Winter 1/23/2016
625. Memories Come Easy 1/27/2016
626. Mom's Uncommon Scents 2/1/2016
627. A Brighter Day 2/1/2016
628. As Smoke Into The Air 2/3/2016
629. Not Missing You Yet 2/5/2016
630. My Friend To The End 2/8/2016
631. Give Me A Hand My Brother 2/11/2016
632. Montages And Memories 2/14/2016
633. Grace Of God Or Fate 2/24/2016
634. Authors Of Our Lives 3/1/2016
635. Mercy, Mercy, Mercy 3/10/2016
636. Bright Star 3/21/2016
637. We All Have Our Prisons 4/5/2016
638. Rewards 5/21/2016
639. No More Than Stardust 5/22/2016
640. Time Travel 5/23/2016
Best Poem of David Whalen

Joy Of Spring

A Spring morning
A warm Breeze
doves cooing softly
Pollen dusted trees

A few brave violets
A red streaked dawn
A very early robin
Earthworms in the lawn

Spring peeper frogs
Smell of dogwood blossoms
Nature’s petroglyphs in muddy bogs
Footprints left by possums

Easter eggs and bonnets
Chocolate rabbits, Missing ears
Jelly beans and sonnets
Spilled easter baskets, children’s tears

Parades,
leafy bowers
Lemonades
Spring showers

Spring mornings
Warm breezes
Deep breaths
Allergic sneezes

Smell of Fresh...

Read the full of Joy Of Spring

Their World, Not Ours

Their World, Not Ours (free verse)

Watching the doves and chickadees
From my patio,
looking into another wild world
Wishing them to alight,
Like my parakeets, on my finger
Bringing back a precious memory
From my youth…

[Report Error]