Rebecca Navarre

Rating: 5
Rating: 5

Rebecca Navarre Biography

My poems are of old, and of new. Some are for me and
some are for you. Some are to vent...and toss to the
seas's. Some are meant for Someone, whose Soul... is
in The Breeze!

Love to write, slow reader
But Love to read! ! !
song, We Are One In The Spirit! ! !
real name Navarre side, Muczynski
real name Bilder side, Stekar

In times of sorrow, loneliness, pain.. Praise
God! .. Praise His Name! .. For the Song, If he hung
the moon! .. By Collingsworth Family. This is the
most, Heart Warming and Comforting tune! .. May God bless and be with all! ..

Rebecca Navarre Comments

Susan Williams 17 March 2018

Part One. I do not write comments about poets until I have gotten to know their body of work because I do not take lightly the amount of time, effort, heart and soul that we poets put into our work. One of the loveliest things about A Rebecca Navarre poem is how you can see the spirit of this remarkable woman in her writings.

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Susan Williams 17 March 2018

Part Three. Then you will feel the heights of her enthusiasms and the depths of her sorrows. She lives life deeply and reading her poems will pull you into that intense world. Rebecca is also one of the most enthusiastic commentator you will ever read- she believes in supporting the efforts of her fellow poets on PoemHunter.

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Susan Williams 17 March 2018

Part Two. The style is unique is what you notice first of all. Why yes, that is because she is a unique individual. Then you feel the pulse of her heart in her lines- - this poet feels the world around her and in her very strongly. She is not a dabbler or a trifler. She is deeply embedded in the life and the people and the animals around her.

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Bill Cantrell 08 April 2018

I have found this poet to be extreamly unique! ! ! Such passion and I must say..refreshing new breath to poemhunter, one cannot help but to feed off of her enthusiasm! ! Susan was correct, , she is not a dabbler or a trifler, she touches life and she thus tells you what she feels! Thank you Rebecca for your beatiful poetry! ! !

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Kumarmani Mahakul 01 October 2018

On behalf of all fellow poets, Poem Hunter Family and our Mahakul family we offer a title of honour to poetess Rebecca Navarre as, Autumn Clematis. From today on wards she will be known as Autumn Clematis Rebecca Navarre. We hope all poets and visitors will accept this. We congratulate poetess for having this honorary title and we are wishing her all the best for her future perseverance.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 18 January 2022

I tell you today that you are a great Poetess and best observer in all you do, writing poems, looking around, but the problem is the last times, I cannot FIND YOU. I will read the PH rules once again, dear poet friend Becca. I enjoyed every word you wrote. Thank YOU!

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Dr Dillip K Swain 17 January 2022

I have not met this poetess, nor seen her anywhere but I trace a beautiful soul in this person. A very good person and a wonderful poetess!

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Dr Dillip K Swain 16 January 2022

I am impartial. I appreciate the way you express things....lovely expression, lovely poetry dear poetess. God bless!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 10 January 2022

My dearest Becca, I cannot find your last MEMBER POEM OF THE DAY, I must give thta 5 Stars full first and then try to find your other poems, new and old. Are they sold? Ha kidding! You are everything to me, my Day and my Night, so Bright are YOU, my dearest Poetfriend

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 25 December 2021

Merry Christmas and a wonderful year ahead with abundant joy and blessings, dear Rebecca.

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The Best Poem Of Rebecca Navarre

In His Daze...

He's in the barn, watching the golden rays of sun
stream down. He's climbing the big, old oak tree, that
he's found. He's running off through the blades of grass.
He's thinking of, that cute, little girl who smiled at him
last. He's full of wonder, young and free. He's imagining
what there is yet to be. He's laying in the fresh cut hay.
He's down by the river, listening to what it has to say. And
as the pearly strands of rain come down. The fields become a
play ground. And in the mist and rain, of a warm summers
morn,a cool breeze blows, and new is born! There, he is, as
he stares off in that glaze. There, .. There! He is in his

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