Sheri Walters

Rookie [Falling Feather] (Richmond, VA)

Sheri Walters Poems

81. Specteral Possibilities 11/18/2010
82. Bitter Ice 11/18/2010
83. Life's Motto 11/18/2010
84. Still I Walk 11/18/2010
85. Sunflowers 11/18/2010
86. Sunrise 11/18/2010
87. Sunset 11/18/2010
88. The Sea Calls 11/18/2010
89. The Secret 11/18/2010
90. To Catch A Falling Star 11/18/2010
91. To Dance With Death 11/18/2010
92. To My Loving Husband 11/18/2010
93. What Is It You See 11/18/2010
94. Whiling Away The Seasons 11/18/2010
95. Wilt Thou Fall (A Waltz Poem) 11/18/2010
96. Yearning 11/18/2010
97. Why The Weeping Willow Weeps (A Parable) 11/18/2010
98. Anamnesis 11/23/2010
99. The Enchanted Way 11/18/2010
100. The Moon 11/18/2010
101. Depicting Reflection 12/1/2010
102. The Spark 12/1/2010
103. To Dream 9/21/2011
104. I Saw Death Upon A Grassy Knoll 9/21/2011
105. Meet Me In My Dreams 9/21/2011
106. Revenant - A Terzanelle 9/21/2011
107. Forgone 9/21/2011
108. The Kittens 1/10/2009
109. The Ivory Tower 11/18/2010
110. Release (A Tritina) 11/23/2010
111. Renewal (A Tritina) 11/23/2010
112. Take A Vivid Breath 11/18/2010
113. A Wish 11/18/2010
114. Ascent 11/18/2010
115. Care For Some Tea? - A Kyrielle 1/22/2010
116. A Capricious Heart 11/18/2010
117. My Death Walks Beside Me 2/7/2009
118. Amber Days And Honey Rain - A Tanka 1/10/2009
119. Little Angel Lost (A Villanelle Poem) 12/27/2009
120. The Littlest Angel 11/18/2010
Best Poem of Sheri Walters

Ode To A Butterfly

Butterfly, oh butterfly, why do you hide in the shadows?
Spread wide your wings, let your heart sing
And come dance with me in the meadow

Butterfly, oh butterfly, why do you fear?
You'll never stray, I'll lead the way
Just follow the path, I'll be near

Butterfly, oh butterfly, have you no hope?
Drink of the sun, our life's just begun
Thro time's hills and valleys we'll lope

Butterfly, oh butterfly, dare you to dream?
On our hearts we depend, shall we follow the wind
And consign to the fates grander scheme?

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The Winter Of My Soul

When the sweet violets of Spring have long faded
and their scent is but a fond remembrance
Will you still look to me?

When the Summer rains are all but a distant memory
that echoes across the starry, barren landscape
Will you still call to me?

When the fleeting winds of Autumn have ceased to whisper

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