Roann Mendriq

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Roann Mendriq Poems

201. Summer Sun © 4/20/2016
202. The Good Conductor (For Dolo) © 4/20/2016
203. Poetree: Tree Love © 5/11/2016
204. A Poet's Love © 5/31/2016
205. Loving Trees © 6/1/2016
206. Moonlit © 6/2/2016
207. Laughter © 6/8/2016
208. Mornings In Matheran © 6/14/2016
209. Night Storm © 6/15/2016
210. Love Is... © 6/15/2016
211. Star © 6/16/2016
212. Banyan Tree © 6/17/2016
213. Pink Lotus And The Dragonfly © 6/23/2016
214. Monsoon Jewels © 6/28/2016
215. Monsoon Music © 6/29/2016
216. Magic Scents © 7/11/2016
217. Family Day © 8/3/2016
218. Rip © 8/5/2016
219. Stars And Dreams© 9/20/2016
220. Funny Fairy Tales: Cinderella 10/26/2016
221. Funny Fairy Tales: Rapunzel 10/26/2016
222. Funny Fairy Tales: Snowwhite 10/26/2016
223. Old White Cross © 11/24/2016
224. Penelope Played Piano © 11/24/2016
225. Save Aarey © 12/12/2016
226. Teachers Study Room © 12/13/2016
227. Morning © 1/17/2017
228. Heaven's Choice © 2/9/2017
229. The Verse That Vanished In The Night 2/14/2017
230. Mother Earth © 2/14/2017
231. Papercraft © 2/15/2017
232. Patchwork © 2/17/2017
233. Night Clouds © 3/20/2017
234. Flutter © 4/10/2017
235. Skywords © 1/5/2015
236. Sea Sky Blues © 1/6/2015
237. Poetry © 1/6/2015
238. There's Mischief In The Air Today© 1/9/2015
239. War© 1/12/2015
240. Night-Drops © 1/15/2015

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Best Poem of Roann Mendriq

Poetry For Children: Mother And The Mouse ©

My Mother is not the sort of Mum
who'll squeal and faint and shiver,
Darkness doesn't scare her,
When it thunders she won't quiver!

When I decide to play up
she fixes me with a stare,
One flashing look from her big eyes,
and I just don't care to dare!

So it was with shock, one morning,
when I woke up from a dream,
To hear my valiant, mighty Mum,
let out a high-pitched scream!

I raced to see her perched up high,
upon the kitchen sink,
Squealing like a baby bat,
Right on the edge, the brink.

I asked her what the matter...

Read the full of Poetry For Children: Mother And The Mouse ©

Doormat©

Of what real good is a Doormat?
Does it point out to one's station?
Does it herald in a season?
Or is it just for decoration?

People walk all over it,
It's always best ignored;
It's dusty, used and tattered,
You always see it floored.

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