Nancy Crossman Poems

Oh how many tragic tears,
Must mermaids weep each day?
To leave behind the trail of gems,
Washed up on the shore in the bay.
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Blissful whispers, the ebbing tide,
A sated lover’s sigh.
Scintillating breeze against my cheek,
Teasing me with warm salty breath,
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Angels walk among us,
But they’re very hard to see.
No wings or halo do they have,
They look like you and me.
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Nurtured by mother’s body,
Close to her heart she cradles us.
We are complete – but not whole,
Until she lets us go.
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Two rainbows graced the evening sky,
Completely awed, I wondered why.
Brilliant hews of vibrant light,
Glowed in the darkening sky of night.
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Took my girl for a buggy ride,
Seated her on the wagon.
Suddenly the horse lifted his tail
And we heard a roaring dragon!
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He loved her to the depth of his soul,
Even more than he did his wife;
She was a forbidden lover to him,
He’d been with her most of his life.
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My thoughts are precious gems to me,
Echoes of my heart,
They are reflections of who I am,
To me they’re works of art.
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Could we really be that ignorant?
To believe Mother Earth would survive,
The abuse we have subjected her to
Just so humans could thrive.
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When hope seems just beyond my reach,
And my dreams dissipate swiftly,
Like dewdrops warmed by the morning sun,
When the only friend around,
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