Nancy Crossman

Rookie [Annabel Sheila] (Canada)

Nancy Crossman Poems

1. Beginning To End 8/13/2009
2. Pen And Prose 8/14/2009
3. See What Tomorrow Brings 8/15/2009
4. Thirty Eight Thousand Feet 8/15/2009
5. Unspoken Promise 8/17/2009
6. Caribbean Moments 11/16/2009
7. When I Hear A Seagull's Cry 11/16/2009
8. Humanity In Tragedy - Haiti - Earthquake-January 2010 1/14/2010
9. Sonnet To Forever Love 1/14/2010
10. Would You? 1/14/2010
11. Silent Vows 1/14/2010
12. In My Garden 1/14/2010
13. Unwritten History 3/24/2010
14. On Angels' Wings 10/21/2011
15. Dancing With Neptune 10/21/2011
16. Sunset Kiss 10/21/2011
17. Sea Dancer 5/11/2014
18. Inner Child 5/11/2014
19. Tyrone Saves The Day 5/12/2014
20. Harley's Dragon Wagon 5/12/2014
21. The Groom 10/21/2011
22. Dancing Naked With Trees 11/16/2009
23. Whispers 8/13/2009
24. Two Rainbows 8/14/2009
25. Horse Ride 8/17/2009
26. The Lonely Teen 5/11/2014
27. Woman In The Mirror 3/24/2010
28. Angels Are Everywhere 8/17/2009
29. The Fisherman's Life 1/14/2010
30. Mermaid's Tears 8/14/2009

Comments about Nancy Crossman

  • Amir Mohammad Islami Chalandar (6/8/2014 12:48:00 PM)

    i love your poems actually you need to improve your skills in writing.please write more, i invite you to read my poems at my poets page

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  • Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee Dr. Ratan Bhattacharjee (1/15/2010 5:51:00 AM)

    Big questions in a small poem...

Best Poem of Nancy Crossman

Mermaid's Tears

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.

Beautifully sculpted sea glass,
Is mermaid’s tears they say,
But it may be magical, mystical dust,
Sprinkled by mermaids at play.

Maybe the sparkling pieces of glass,
Were not really theirs to keep,
So every day, when the tide goes out,
They toss them back onto the beach.

Perhaps they’re being playful,
Teasing us into their game,
They sprinkle treasures for us to find,
Not to join them would be a ...

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Mermaid's Tears

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.

Beautifully sculpted sea glass,
Is mermaid’s tears they say,
But it may be magical, mystical dust,
Sprinkled by mermaids at play.

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