I am a retired school teacher, and I have always been interested in poetry and writing poetry. I have written some in the last few years, and hope to write more. I appreciate the comments.
Many poets only have one work
Known and remembered after they are gone
The Mona Lisa overshadows all
And many one-time sculptors stand alone.
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Like thoughts held deep within my heart,
The joy that rustling leaves impart
Brings forth life's greatest comforting
A breathing there of subtle art.
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The National Forest called the Big Thicket in East and Southeast Texas-I found this dreamy atmosphere there.
The tall trees in the forest now are hushed
And listen to a song, long past, that rushed
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Quiet were the fields in winter white
Silent were the songs of every bird.
Bemused, creation watched the jeweled snow
Come gently, thickly falling, scarcely heard.
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Outlined against the blue so very deep
With bare feet planted firmly on the clouds
The angels furled their robes in glorious sweep.
They graced the sky with multitudes, their proud
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