Lynn Anne Brown

Rookie - 32 Points (June 16,1959 / Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

Lynn Anne Brown Poems

1. Great Tree 2/21/2014
2. Electric Heart 2/21/2014
3. What I Conceive 2/21/2014
4. I May Sound Mad 2/21/2014
5. For All Who Fell 2/21/2014
6. Memento 2/21/2014
7. Once Broken 2/21/2014
8. Through The Weather 2/21/2014
9. Dancing Us Awake 2/21/2014
10. Elven Magic 2/21/2014
11. Minding Self 2/21/2014
12. Starting In The Middle 2/21/2014
13. My Mythic Identity 2/21/2014
14. Building Bridges 2/21/2014
15. Breathing Together 2/21/2014
16. Visitor's Guide 2/21/2014
17. Beyond The Veil 2/21/2014
18. Spinning Dreams 2/21/2014
19. Getting On With It... 2/21/2014
20. Beloved Ones 2/21/2014
21. Between The Lines 2/21/2014
22. Nine Words 2/21/2014
23. Raise It Up! 2/21/2014
24. We Are Tribe! 2/21/2014
25. From Whole Cloth 2/21/2014
26. What If? 2/21/2014
27. Getting Home 2/21/2014
28. Just A Moment... 2/21/2014
29. Did You See That? 2/21/2014
30. Brrrrrr... 2/21/2014
31. Get Serious 2/21/2014
32. Taking Bearings 2/21/2014
33. Through Other Eyes 2/21/2014
34. Because I'M Alive 2/21/2014
35. Daughter Of The Oak 2/21/2014
36. When Odin Laughed 2/21/2014
37. Toward Sunset 2/21/2014
38. Howling 2/21/2014
39. Listen 2/21/2014
40. Content 2/21/2014
Best Poem of Lynn Anne Brown

Also Known As Being Irish

I'm a Tree Elf
Well more accurately
A Human Tree Elf
But since I'm in this form
The Human Part is pretty obvious
It's the rest
That could use
A little explaining
And a little understanding
Of the Irish Spirit
That winds every bit of Life
Into a ball of Yarns
To be told Later
On Winter Nights
By the Fire

A Tree was planted
The Day that I was born
In a stand of Oak
Kept sacred and Apart
By an Inheritor of the Arts
Who once called himself
A Copenhager
When asked
What his religion was
By those who would have ...

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What I Conceive

Walking down this road so long
It helps to sing that ancient song
From whence it came, I do not know
It moves me fast, It moves me slow
It takes the lead, It follows still
It says I am a child of will
It dreams me when I am not there
It grieves me when I can not care
It shines a light when I’m too dark

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