Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Gold Star - 7,083 Points (Baltimore, Maryland)

Dorothy (Alves) Holmes Poems

721. Lamenting Ii 10/21/2015
722. Where's The Blame 10/31/2015
723. It Is Raining Again 11/7/2015
724. Music The Heart Sings 11/12/2015
725. Its Early In The Morning 11/16/2015
726. December's Broken Promises 12/24/2015
727. While Snow Birds Soar 1/18/2016
728. Life's Interruptions 1/22/2016
729. As We Pray 2/25/2016
730. Shadow Moon 2/26/2016
731. The Moon Frowns 3/26/2016
732. A Light Behind The Woods 4/8/2016
733. Dearest Mother 4/19/2016
734. On The Other Side Of The House 4/19/2016
735. Welcoming Love Again 4/19/2016
736. I'm Weighted Down 4/19/2016
737. In Between The Lines 4/19/2016
738. Where Are You 4/20/2016
739. Another Just Right Poem 4/20/2016
740. Senryu Girl In The Mirror 4/20/2016
741. Not A Haiku - Dreaming 4/20/2016
742. Bliss 4/20/2016
743. Love's Melody 4/20/2016
744. The Melody Of Love 4/20/2016
745. Sunset's Pallet 4/21/2016
746. Words Matter 4/22/2016
747. Good Morning - Spring's Calling 4/22/2016
748. A Spring Morning In May 4/22/2016
749. Dear Mama 4/22/2016
750. Purple Serenades...For Prince 4/24/2016
751. A Fairy Tale 4/25/2016
752. Addiction 5/19/2016
753. Haiku There Beams A Light In The Woods 5/19/2016
754. Bliss Of Butterfly Love 5/19/2016
755. Senryu Searching 5/19/2016
756. Poetry In Motion - Blowing Kisses Your Way 5/19/2016
757. Stepping Up To The Plate 5/19/2016
758. Haiku Playground For Clouds 5/19/2016
759. My Silent Poem 5/19/2016
760. Poetry In Motion .Life's Struggles 5/19/2016
Best Poem of Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

The Forever Of You

The forever of you
Is in between all I do...
In a passing field of flowers
In the morning sky,
You are to me, a soft
Enchanting lullaby.
You are ever in my thoughts;
Oh! the clamor that invades
The empty spaces
When we are apart.

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Lamenting

My mind, thrashing about, fighting the reality
That you are no longer here.
My world, so full of your absence,
Our house, wasting away in quiet despair.
A table setting for one now, if at all;
No loathsome smell of magic shave.
No sweet aroma of your cologne.
Our half empty bed, and no love sounds.
Yesterday I reached out for you, forgetting.

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