Biography of Adeline Foster
Born in Calandar, Ontario, in the far north of Canada, Adeline Foster was deeply influenced by the poetry of Robert Service who wrote many of his ballads for the Yukon. She spent her early childhood years in New Brunswick with her grandmother. She adopted her grandmother's name as the pen-name for her poetry volumes. She reminisces fondly about the snowdrifts and Northern Lights, after returning to the North-country. Educated near Toronto, in Oshawa, Ontario, she went back to the north as a grammar teacher. Twice widowed, she moved south to Ottawa and then to Hagersville, in southern Ontario, and is now residing in Hagerstown, Maryland, USA. After graduating in 1997 with a degree in Computer Information Services, she is currently teaching poetry.
Adeline Foster's Works:
Love's Diamond, her first volume of poetry was published in 1982 followed in 1985 by Storm Song. She has also published teaching aids and nonfiction books one of which is I Like To Tell Time (1980) , and a diet booklet: The Souper Success Story, (an explanation and annotation of the Cabbage Soup Diet) also a play entitled Golden Apples of the Sun. Her most recent book The Times Tables Tutor is a teaching aid that employs a series of mazes to enhance the students memory of the times tables.
Adeline Foster Poems
There are different kinds of words With names the same as you. Nouns are any thing you name: A cat, a dog, a shoe,
There’s a tree outside your window Go call its name today For tomorrow it may not be there And you may want to say,
She sells those sea shells Along the sea shore Cheaper than the sea shells At the sea-shell store.
~if There Be No God
If there be no God, Then all the stars, that in their place Have aeons roamed abroad, Would long ago have lost the trace
~wide Open Spaces
There is a land where mountain peaks Reach snowcapped arms on high; Give me wide open spaces of this world. There is a land where ocean waves
Bloom Of Youth
Your day will come little girl, little girl, Be patient today and tomorrow. Sip gently the nectar of awakening love, Deep drafts are harbingers of sorrow.*
~forgotten Old Cabin
A forgotten old cabin at sunset, Whose chinks have loosened and fell, Only a few miles from the city, But how many tales it could tell.
~many A Mother Is Forgotten Today
Many a mother is forgotten today For whatever reasons there are. Those reasons will be the reasons that we Will be forgotten someday in the far
^i Walk In The Sunshine
I walk in the sunshine You live in the night You're not where I'm going My future is bright
Who Am I
All of the words I want to say Some other poet has said In such a stupendously marvelous way That they just cry out to be read.
Cookies are so inviting, And Gramma has learned the art; Each one bares the stamp of her heart.
Everybody Has Had Somebody
Everybody has had somebody Past or present, as you will. Lives are shaped by those we meet Day by day.
^death Of Innocence
A little girl was playing in the garden 'round her home, Mischief sparkled in her dark eyes and her curly hair was blond. Innocent joy rang in the laughter of her happy, playful song:
.the Hero Within
Limit yourself to the easy and the difficult you'll never try. Easys need live on the fringe of the world grubbing for nickels and dimes,
I saw a man unreasoning
Yet sure that he was right,
Unable to admit that some
Possess a different sight.
I threw a thought out to the world;
A different way of seeing,
And to my lintel they converged
To condemn my very being.