Janet Mary Zylstra

Rookie - 316 Points (1963 / London, England)

Janet Mary Zylstra Poems

1. God's Hug 11/4/2004
2. Rumbullion 1/1/2005
3. Winter In The Park 1/1/2005
4. Sacrifice 12/9/2004
5. The Gates Of God 10/29/2004
6. Nocturnal Uprising 11/29/2004
7. Ruined Monastery 11/29/2004
8. The Gift 11/9/2004
9. Writer's Block 11/15/2004
10. Puppy Training 11/29/2004
11. Falling Asleep 11/9/2004
12. Followers 11/15/2004
13. Carpe Diem 11/23/2004
14. Ad Aeternum? 11/23/2004
15. St Lawrence's Eve 11/15/2004
16. Visitor 11/15/2004
17. Surviving 1/1/2005
18. Puppy Love 11/4/2004
19. The Last Of The Y Brigade 1/1/2005
20. She Prays For Us 10/28/2015
21. Opening Time 11/15/2004
22. Feet 12/30/2015
23. The Man From Nazareth 12/31/2015
24. Blessing 1/6/2016
25. Night Games 1/6/2016
26. Eucharistic Adoration 10/26/2016
27. Bronze Oak 10/28/2016
28. Santa's Slaves 11/22/2016
29. Derelict 12/11/2016
30. Snow Wolves 1/5/2016
31. Omnipresence 10/29/2004
32. Total Love 12/30/2015
33. The Little Things 11/4/2004
34. Coastal Storm 1/5/2016
35. Seasons 11/4/2004
36. Rivers Of Peace 11/29/2004
37. Hawk On The Roof 1/1/2005
38. Yuletide 1/5/2016
39. Cake Baking Day 11/15/2004
40. Traveller's Memories 11/15/2004

Comments about Janet Mary Zylstra

  • Lare Austin (1/1/2005 1:58:00 PM)

    Hi Mary...I've just discovered your latest posted poetry. And thus have found your other poems here on this site as well. I just wanted to say thank you for sharing. Your poetry is very, very good. You have such a gifted way with words. Have you thought of publishing a book of poetry?

    Sincerely,
    Lare Joseph Austin

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Best Poem of Janet Mary Zylstra

Night Song

There's a nightingale singing from a tree in the woods
And his voice slices through the chilly air;
The silver coated fox stops and listens to the song
As she pokes her pretty nose out of her lair.

Heaven is adorned with a thousand snowflake stars;
Not a cloud mars the deep and limpid sky.
The silver coated fox slips away on silent paws
And the shadow of the moon is in her eye.

Like a silver coated arrow she shoots across the fields
As the nightingale sobs his lonely tale,
And his silver noted voice drifts across the sleeping woods
To be heard by his...

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Night Song

There's a nightingale singing from a tree in the woods
And his voice slices through the chilly air;
The silver coated fox stops and listens to the song
As she pokes her pretty nose out of her lair.

Heaven is adorned with a thousand snowflake stars;
Not a cloud mars the deep and limpid sky.
The silver coated fox slips away on silent paws
And the shadow of the moon is in her eye.

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