Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Sandra Fowler Poems

1. Something So Fine 11/20/2005
2. Sun's Last Grace 11/24/2005
3. You Need Not Know 11/14/2005
4. Filigree 11/3/2005
5. Bare Eyes Crack With Sorrow 11/12/2005
6. There Is A God 11/17/2005
7. I Think Light Breaks 11/17/2005
8. Summer With No Words 12/7/2005
9. To Be Continued.... 12/8/2005
10. The World Is Winter 12/8/2005
11. (1) Echoes 1/6/2006
12. Bells Of Dusk 1/26/2006
13. Diminishing 1/26/2006
14. Primeval Of All Flame 2/23/2006
15. Old Feelings 3/13/2006
16. Paisley Patterns 3/23/2006
17. How Like A Candle 4/10/2006
18. Silence Is Broken 4/14/2006
19. I Hold You In The Lyric Of My Thoughts 4/16/2006
20. Warmth Is A Burden 4/28/2006
21. An Iron Gray Day 4/28/2006
22. As I Count Your Days 3/30/2006
23. Killing Frost 5/20/2006
24. Ever Sunset 6/5/2006
25. Autumn Is A State Of Mind 6/17/2006
26. Inside My Bones I Carry Words Of You 8/3/2006
27. A Cosmos Burning Bright 8/31/2006
28. Old Pictures 1/30/2007
29. An Enclave 3/12/2007
30. Appalachian Gray 4/2/2007
31. Compelling Light 4/2/2007
32. Last Light 5/7/2007
33. The Winning Of The Dusk 5/7/2007
34. Lost 7/2/2007
35. Spare Sound 9/1/2007
36. Night Vision 9/23/2007
37. White Tune 10/14/2007
38. All Mortal Flight 1/22/2008
39. The Joy Of Being 3/1/2008
40. You Played The Rain 3/20/2008
Best Poem of Sandra Fowler

A Shadow Beautiful

How can I write a shadow beautiful?
It is elusive, haunting as old verse.
The wind transcribes the dusk upon pale leaves.
I touch your hand to prove the mood is real.

A cloud or two portends day's epitaph.
Friend, linger takes us where all lyrics go.
The picture is an echo of itself.
No sound is needed to configure song.


(2007)

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Cloud Moods

Black house roofs are a mirror to the smoke.
The cloud mood makes a backdropp for good-bye.
You lift me parallel to chimney stacks
And make me dizzy with your old world kiss.

The soot is falling like night colored snow
I feel its weight like stove lids on my eyes.
I know I will make poetry again,
But who will chafe my heart when you are gone?

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