David Whalen

Gold Star - 5,754 Points [David O'Haolin (My ancestral Celtic name)] (Covington Kentucky)

David Whalen Poems

921. All I Do Good Is Words 11/8/2009
922. Like A Kitten Left By The Road 1/7/2010
923. Exposing Yourself 1/16/2010
924. A Father's Lament 3/16/2010
925. Empty Old Houses 10/23/2009
926. Look Deeply Into A Woman's Eyes 4/13/2010
927. Ode To First Love 3/4/2015
928. Oft Saw My Dad Cry (To Dad) 6/16/2012
929. Ode To The Color Blue 3/12/2011
930. All Dogs Go To Heaven 11/28/2010
931. God's Lil' Snowflakes 12/5/2009
932. Sleeping Together 12/1/2009
933. If Only For A Little Longer 5/4/2013
934. When The Music Stops 12/7/2009
935. Lady April 4/2/2012
936. Living In The Past 10/28/2011
937. Invisible Children 6/15/2009
938. Are We Better Now Than Then (Stand Naked In Front Of A Full Length Mirror) 5/30/2009
939. Acknowledge Me 11/9/2009
940. Lonely Grey Lady At Mcdonalds 5/22/2009
941. Perhaps Stardust 12/6/2017
942. A Passing Breeze 7/4/2017
943. Goodnight Kisses 8/26/2016
944. Root Beer Float Afternoon 12/15/2011
945. Lies About Tall Guys 4/29/2009
946. A Freudian Slip (Who Nose?) 6/29/2010
947. Ode To Spring 4/6/2014
948. The American Dream 3/2/2012
949. A Few Seconds To Read 1/29/2010
950. Answers 2/18/2010
951. A Blue Haiku (American Haiku) 11/19/2011
952. A Pen Gone Dry 6/16/2010
953. The Most Boring Poem In The World 3/30/2010
954. Resolutions 2018 1/1/2018
955. A Haunting Melody 4/13/2012
956. Joy Of Spring 4/1/2010

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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...

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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…

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