Colleen Wright

Rookie (Central west of New South Wales, Australia.)

Ree And Me - Poem by Colleen Wright

There is naught like the special, wonderful memory
of good times long since shared 'tween 'Ree and me.
Of the trusted conversions, fun, and hysterical laughter,
plus events that remain treasured now and for ever after.

'Ree and I shared things of interest and some similar,
things like where we had been and what was familiar.
We flung turps around on canvasses and floors
as we passed through many crazy artists' doors.

'Ree always had everything needed as were tacks,
and great tasting foods and occasional wine packs.
She was full of personality plus amazing big eyes
that showed her honest feelings without disguise.

We've travelled through grasshopper covered roads
and met with many charming Princes and Toads.
Delicious lunches we had with the 'blue rinse set',
some of whom we had, not by choice, but for a bet.

Around racing circuits we drove and did see
many landmarks of some freezing high country.
We stumbled with Ugg boots thru ice and snow
on our adventurous ventures we did travel to go.

Many fascinating people we did meet
as we'd arrive at venues and did greet.
Some were quiet and some extrovert
but no-one ever with intentions to hurt.

Of children we had none – [that is while away]
we savored our time, every minute of every day.
Many never could understand why we did the right thing
as never shamed our valued families, or consider to bring.

Time out and space to learn and express our creativities,
as we learned of art and it's uniquely extrovert activities.
Too few were our carefree times taken and shared,
but we'd earned that time away, so take it we dared.

Some results were awards won and some praises given,
for a number of our art works of which we had striven
to complete and display at the end of each 'hard working' day
and to smile about rain filled umbrellas we'd experienced along the way.

Our lives have changed since then, and with some friends we dare
to share some stories of the happy days without a hassle or a care.
The bonds of our great friendship will never be broken nor will end.
Yes, I value the friendship of my special clever and creative friend.


Comments about Ree And Me by Colleen Wright

  • Kee Thampi (1/10/2007 3:38:00 AM)

    Some results were awards won and some praises given,
    for a number of our art works of which we had striven
    to complete and display at the end of each 'hard working' day
    and to smile about rain filled umbrellas we'd experienced along the way.

    a lively story of own good days
    it really seems a flurry to us(lovers of this good poems) .....
    Thnaks for the greatness in this great poet willing to give it in a chalice

    wonderful memory
    of good times long since shared.........
    ........................
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 22, 2010


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