I love English, but I’m not very knowledgeable.

I have a large binder with over 100 poems, about love, pain, our camp, rain, sun, silence, animals, birds etc. I wrote this for people like me who dab in poetry J

My opening page tells about my lack of knowledge.

English Errors

A mixture of poems

Thats plain to see.

Not written by an interlect

Only me.

Words not spelled right,

Comas a sight.

Periods and paragraphs too

All scream for correction,

But will have to come from you.

Just read with your heart,

And let your eyes through

The words that I write

Put down on paper

With pen in hand of me

It's maker. 

I was slaying on the couch one afternoon and the sun was streaming through the side window. It awakened old memories for me.

Feelings Relived

Sunlight streaming,

Shadows dancing on the floor.

Feeling memories dancing

Out of years gone by,

Of years no more,

But still so alive

In sunlight shadows

Dancing on the floor.

I feel you yester year

I taste of long ago.

A fleeting moment, But oh, so cherished,

As I live once again

the feeling memories

that are no more.

A moment in time

I cannot grasp; I reach.

Let me hold you,

Taste you, feel you,

And climb the barriers of time.

Back to the memories so alive

In sunlight shadows

Dancing on the floor.

Joan Cripps is a Domestic Engineer from Chatham. She says, "Domestic Engineers are JUST stay at home moms, no pay, no retirement parties." She founded the Purple Hat Ladies Tea Society in 2001. Email Joan at rayjoanc@nbnet.nb.ca