Sharon Washburn Flynn
Biography of Sharon Washburn Flynn
I have been writing in ernest for over thirty years. I was blessed to be published in various small press poetry journals and anthologies such as Lucidity, Midwest Poetry Review, Parnassus Literary Journal and The Inspirational Poet. My biography appears in the Eighth and Ninth editions of The International Who's Who Of Poets and Poet's Cyclopedia. I was blessed to compete at a poetry convention and be awarded a publishing contract in August of 2003. This is my writer's resume but it does not tell about how writing is the heart and soul of me. I would write if no one saw or read my poetry because I love to express myself with the written word. I just plain love to write.
Sharon Washburn Flynn's Works:
My first book was published. It is titled 'Dance With The Brazen Moon.' It is published by Watermark Press. It is a celebration of Native American spirituality and of Nature. It has a one of kind book cover created by the brilliant artistry of my friend, John Tetreault.
Sharon Washburn Flynn Poems
Dance Within Passion's Sky
The notes waft upon the wind, throbs of my fast-beating heart pulsing to the tune of your caress. I am floating on a whisper,
Woodland Fairy In Autumn Caper
The air is crisp with autumn promise, fills the senses with the smoky scent of a fired-up wood burning stove. A woodland fairy dances past us
Our Beautiful Feathers
Another birthday, another feather How amazing the span of wings and years. How beautiful each feather becomes when cast into the gleam of a beaming Son.
Witch Of The Red Moon
In the deep star-dotted sky, the witch of the Red Moon lays down inside its crescent shape and sways to the tune of her heart.
Ghost Dance Sounds
Do you hear the sounds? Ghosts dancing on the wind. Cold breath forming a halo
Rain reflecting off the Moon, wash my heart free of all feeling, all hope. Soak me through
Nocturnal, my dear, always nocturnal.. These thoughts in twilight dare
Breath Of The Dreamcatcher
The night spirits whisper through the flames singing their words of love, humming their thoughts of hope.
To Kiss Mouth Of Pearl
Like the waves of a troubled ocean, waves of love tumble over the shore of her tempest-tossed heart. The moonlight showers her lithe form
She walked across the span of decades, her face the delight of thousands. In her hands, she held the heart of man, the soul of a soul-less generation.
A Castle Of Dreams
I am the castle and you are the dream. I see your face as a cloud at the dawning of twilight.
The Chest Of Everything Lost
Scatter my heart on the fields of Tomorrow. Broken pieces mere dust upon the ground.
If You Were
What if you were the Moon? Would I sail right into you? Get lost in the depths of your heartthrob seas.
To Kiss Mouth Of Pearl
Like the waves of a troubled ocean,
waves of love tumble over
the shore of her tempest-tossed heart.
The moonlight showers her lithe form
with dots of pure translucent light.
She sways to the gathering rhythms
of an ebbing gleam as she gets lost
in the dream of what he is to be.