Gulliver Gimble


Gulliver Gimble Poems

1. My Village 5/13/2006
2. The Hole 5/30/2006
3. Shadow Friend 5/31/2006
4. We Dare Fly 6/21/2006
5. To All I Have Lost 8/1/2006
6. The Sleeper Boy 8/17/2006
7. Good Bye 9/2/2006
8. Gathering Fallen Flowers 9/14/2006
9. I Am Waiting 10/9/2006
10. She Waits (A Song) 2/26/2006
11. Is This Your Honest Hour? 3/9/2006
12. One Man Can Change The World 9/28/2005
13. The Bird And I 9/29/2005
14. Un Nuit Blanche 9/29/2005
15. Do You Hear Me? 9/27/2005
16. Human Nature 9/25/2005
17. War For Man 9/27/2005
18. My Dirge 1/10/2006
19. Vasila 11/30/2005
20. Bubbles 11/30/2005
21. Today 2/16/2006
22. Mr.Daughtry's Scarecrow 11/8/2006
23. Christmas/Circa-1980 12/18/2006
24. Humble 12/19/2006
25. Mountain So Tall 1/1/2007
26. Start Over 2/10/2007
27. Hello 2/10/2007
28. Be My Valentine 2/12/2007
29. A Garden For Rose 5/4/2007
30. Sit Beside Me 5/8/2007
31. The Return Of The Long Face 5/9/2007
32. From The Morning 5/9/2007
33. The Altapass Orchard 5/17/2007
34. In The Corner Of A Field 5/21/2007
35. Days Are Golden 6/2/2007
36. Northern Sky 7/4/2007
37. Hello #2 7/4/2007
38. How Hard Is It To Just Say I'M Sorry? 7/26/2007
39. Hanging On A Star 7/31/2007
40. Good Morning Sun 3/12/2007

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Autumn's Song

A change of season is drawing near.
Scented hay perfumes the air.
Green grass slowly turns to brown.
Fallen leaf's canvas the ground.

Sly old blackbirds have made a return.
Bluebirds fly south for tropical fun.
Warm summer skies now turn grey.
Long casting shadows dance and play.

A chill decends from some other place.
Chapped lips on a shivering face.
Unpack your coat and longer wear.
Find those gloves and make a pair.

Take a slow walk and breathe it all in.
Walk with a loved one or maybe a friend.
It's here for a bit and it won't stay ...

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Thank You Roy

Classic shades cover your eyes.
So black you cannot see through them.
A very lonesome vibrato your voice sings.
Like a single wooper-will on a summers night.
A guitar strung over your neck, slowly played.
With great harmony and delicate notes of wisdom.
Timeless haunting beauty careesed by many.
The fans of Mr.Orbison would like to say; Thank You Roy.

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