David Whalen

Gold Star - 5,605 Points [David O'Haolin (My ancestral Celtic name)] (5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

David Whalen Poems

921. Oft Saw My Dad Cry (To Dad) 6/16/2012
922. The Oldest Love Poem In The World (4000 Years Old) 2/14/2011
923. All Dogs Go To Heaven 11/28/2010
924. God's Lil' Snowflakes 12/5/2009
925. Sleeping Together 12/1/2009
926. If Only For A Little Longer 5/4/2013
927. When The Music Stops 12/7/2009
928. Lady April 4/2/2012
929. Living In The Past 10/28/2011
930. Invisible Children 6/15/2009
931. Are We Better Now Than Then (Stand Naked In Front Of A Full Length Mirror) 5/30/2009
932. Acknowledge Me 11/9/2009
933. Lonely Grey Lady At Mcdonalds 5/22/2009
934. Goodnight Kisses 8/26/2016
935. A Passing Breeze 7/4/2017
936. Perhaps Stardust 12/6/2017
937. Root Beer Float Afternoon 12/15/2011
938. Lies About Tall Guys 4/29/2009
939. A Freudian Slip (Who Nose?) 6/29/2010
940. Ode To Spring 4/6/2014
941. Ode To The Color Blue 3/12/2011
942. The American Dream 3/2/2012
943. A Few Seconds To Read 1/29/2010
944. Answers 2/18/2010
945. Resolutions 2018 1/1/2018
946. A Blue Haiku (American Haiku) 11/19/2011
947. A Pen Gone Dry 6/16/2010
948. The Most Boring Poem In The World 3/30/2010
949. A Haunting Melody 4/13/2012
950. 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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Shape Shifting

Moulder Into Dust`

Life is made from memories
One tiny memory at a time
Scattered about like fallen leaves
In the woodlands of one's mind

Tho' gathered up and stored away
Put in all their proper places

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