Valsa George


Valsa George Poems

321. Simple Verse- 26- Gift 10/20/2015
322. Perjury 9/29/2015
323. Limerick- His Burden 7/21/2017
324. Limerick- 99. Not A Lie 12/19/2016
325. Limerick- Writing Limericks 3/12/2017
326. Limerick-89. Hard Earned Wisdom 11/5/2016
327. The Night Sky 8/20/2016
328. Limerick- 86.Brave Tom 8/31/2016
329. Dark Thoughts 12/6/2015
330. On The Ocean Strand 9/12/2014
331. Nuggets Of Wisdom.No.3. On Marriage 6/27/2013
332. Glimpses Of Simplicity And Innocence 9/4/2013
333. Five Liners No.7. Black Hole 2/3/2014
334. Inspirational Quatrains.4. On Home 10/29/2014
335. Five Liners No.11. Right Words 5/25/2014
336. Nuggets Of Wisdom.No.7. This Life- A University 5/25/2014
337. Over The Sea 6/2/2014
338. Forking Paths 4/23/2014
339. In Nature's Serenity 7/17/2014
340. Reciprocity 11/26/2014
341. Limerick Poem.75. On Love 10/4/2015
342. Inspirational Quatrains.6. On Being Humane 8/27/2015
343. Limerick.44. Marriage 8/4/2015
344. Small...... Yet Big 8/15/2015
345. Memories 8/2/2015
346. Nothing Remains 2/5/2014
347. Tidal Waves 12/2/2013
348. Resurrection 10/22/2013
349. Blood Blossomed 7/17/2012
350. By The Sea Side 6/17/2012
351. Down With Terrorism 1/4/2016
352. My Stroll To The Seaside 1/22/2016
353. As Time Churns -new- 8/16/2017
354. Silence That Speaks 4/1/2009
355. Twin Cinquains - Sun / Moon 8/9/2013
356. Haiku. Metamorphosis (5-7-5) 9/24/2014
357. Simple Verse. No.1.- Rip Van Winkle 5/5/2013
358. Give Me... 4/7/2013
359. The Inevitable End 9/1/2013
360. A Song Of Defeat 8/26/2013
Best Poem of Valsa George

Poet

Wielding a tool, mighty and spiky
Mightier than either the sword or rod
He reigns, monarch in Fancy's domain
Sketching life in fanciful colour and mode

Which with pain and strife fraught
Or bright with gaiety and grace
In finer yarn than the gossamer thread
On the fabric of words in befitting verse

He steals away from the noisy crowd
In to the stillness of the cloistered cell
To dwell with Fancy's mystic charms
Weaving downy dreams at will

He recounts forgotten tales of yore
Of bloody battles won and lost,
Of lovers united, amour defiled, ...

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To My Man (Portrait)

Growing out from childish pranks,
With the storm and stress of turbulent teens,
I locked within my mind’s cupboard,
A portrait vaguely sketched, but never finished.

Rough it was, though fancifully done,
The silhouette of a masculine figure,
The Gallant who would reach one day,
To hold my hand and own me his.

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