Happiness I Call Mine

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  • ANNAMAE
  • I love to write poetry, play some piano, play some guitar, and style and sew my own cloths.

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This is in the land that I live.  A place of retirement and a place where warmth is year round.  Simply Love It!

Happiness I Call Mine

Shining celestial body of light
Full sun exposed of warm delight
Upon a chair, outside I sit
I’ll write this metric poem, then quit

Sunshine sprays down a ray of bliss
Warming spirits, a day like this
Applied by autumn winds to cool
With shaded trees and heated pool

The trees are green with health in mind
Tropical trees for all mankind
Protecting rays of sun that burn
Cools hot to warm in perfect turn

This is a bit of heaven’s wine
Bits of happiness I call mine
Where warmth and flowers always grow
Protected from the cold and snow

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

ANNAMAE’s Poems (23)

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ISSUES OF THE GARDEN 0
MEMORABLE THINGS 0
THIS HEART BELONGS TO ERNIE 0
CORN WAR 1
There's Use in Everything 0
Happiness I Call Mine 0
Thanks for Giving 0
Under the Tree 1
The Mexican Jumping Bean 0
Christopher Columbus: 1451-1506 0
The Storm 1
Clunk Land 0
Sign of The Times 0
TOO MUCH CHEESE 0
OVERSIZE LOAD 0
Just for you 0
American West Heritage (1912) 0
GETTING ME OUT OF BED 0
Be Afraid of the Dark 1
"WHAT MORE CAN I SAY" 1
ARIZONA 0
"LASTING LOVE" 0
"THAT'S WHO YOU ARE" 0