GinNie Tanner Smith
GinNie Tanner Smith Poems
The Point Is
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith, August 6,2009, Copy Right 2009
I love simple wooden pencils.
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There; among the beauty of the stars lay a vision of heaven,
as per our limited perception and definition,
for we tend to see only within the span of our reach;
The heavens are mysterious, vast and awe inspiring,
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The sun is still dozing in repose at the edge of the dusky morn,
A single bright and gleaming star shines before the fair dawn,
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Winter Reflections of 1966
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
November 1,2010 copy right 2010©
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Magnolia Moon for Miss Kate
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
February 28,2013, copy right 2013 ©
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Haunt the Halls of Capitol Hill
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
October 19,2012, copy right 2012
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Would Heaven be Fairer?
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
August 8,2010, © Copy Right 2010
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Gems in My Hand
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
February 10,2012
©Copy right 2012
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Youthful Stranger
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith
on Sunday, June 5,2011 at 4: 00pm ·
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Hearken to the Whispers of the Ages
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith, January 19th,2009
Copyright 2009 ©
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I know of a land where the corn fields can truly talk,
And the wind can walk, among countless rows in thought,
Each stalk adorned with proud tasseled tops to flaunt,
Gracefully bending to lend an ear, whispers that we cannot hear,
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GinNie Tanner Smith Biography
Born to simple folk from North Vernon, Indiana, who divorced after my near death at age four, gave many challenges my emotional and social status in the forties to date. For six years I lived with a good Catholic couple, slept on a cot in their dining room and endured not seeing my two sisters or brother during that time. My mother's life style was known by all and indeed those good townsfolk deemed that I would be of the same troubled and undesirable type of woman. However, the woman I called Aunt Bert, placed in my heart that I may not be better than anyone else, I was certainly as good. She mentored me through grade school and the taunts of my classmates and others in the community. I moved to my Uncle's home where our family had founded Boone County, at Florence, Kentucky. There the world opened up to acceptance and such positive opportunities; it was if the Ohio river divided two greatly different worlds. My innate talents of the arts were developed by various teachers and family members along the way and gave me a sense of empowerment to sustain me. The faith of my pioneer ancestry and personal experiences have been powerful to form a simple woman who simply shares the scars, the healing, the verses and ponderings that fill my heart and soul nearly every moment of every day.)
The Best Poem Of GinNie Tanner Smith
The Point Is
The Point Is
Gin-Nie Tanner Smith, August 6,2009, Copy Right 2009
I love simple wooden pencils.
The organic feel of it in my fingers,
The tenuous gliding across crisp paper,
The rhythmic, soft scratch as words are formed,
The grain of the wood from which the graphite resides,
The sharp point kept on my instrument of communication,
Seven inches of power enables manifestation of thought,
By written language or non-textual expression,
Poetry, prose, music, reflections of the soul,
Anger, passion, malaise, joy, confusion,
The point found in subtle gray tones,
From a simple wooden pencil.
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