Almedia Knight Oliver


Almedia Knight Oliver Poems

1. O Love In Your Conquest 4/4/2009
2. Simple Truth Stands Along 8/14/2009
3. Sweet Dreams My Love 8/15/2010
4. Her Lost Treasure 1/15/2011
5. The Forgotten I 2/5/2011
6. Mother...Look At Your Nature: 3/5/2011
7. A Moment With Indulgence 3/29/2011
8. Your Illness... 4/3/2011
9. To A Loving Husband 5/14/2011
10. Moving And Dreaming: 4/24/2011
11. Haikus 4/23/2011
12. The Wilted Orchid 5/22/2011
13. Love Is... 6/7/2011
14. Home... 8/6/2011
15. Body Snatcher 9/3/2011
16. To Hope: From Despair 9/24/2011
17. River, Tide, Run... 10/20/2011
18. Moving And Dreaming: # 2 10/28/2011
19. My Special Birthday Card To You 11/7/2011
20. An Epiphany In The Car 6/21/2012
21. How To Survive The System 7/1/2012
22. Hot Dogs On The Fourth Of July 7/4/2012
23. Waiting... 8/19/2012
24. Endless Love 8/19/2012
25. A Monologue With Self 10/21/2012
26. Each Vote Counts 11/6/2012
27. A Friend Of Light 11/17/2012
28. A Soliloquy: Today, Tomorrow...And Tomorrow 11/18/2012
29. Let's Breathe #2 12/2/2012
30. Love... 12/10/2012
31. Who Is Love... 12/10/2012
32. Houses Of Dreams 12/31/2012
33. Impromptu Poem... 2/17/2013
34. Dear Poetry 4/25/2013
35. A Stepfather Walks In His Steps 6/16/2013
36. Live Out Loud: Our Ilana 7/11/2013
37. In My Brother's Memory 9/14/2013
38. One Leaf... 9/21/2013
39. I Wish I Could Cry; I Hope I Can Cry... 10/6/2013
40. Rock Me To Sleep 11/10/2013
Best Poem of Almedia Knight Oliver

A Rush Of Wild Wind

Love is like a wild wind
Am I just a howling wildness?
or maybe a howling triumph!

Twirling and twisting into a knot
Ought I pull this way or not?
Head spinning, heart running,
and I'm following its path.

Oh sweet heart see the flowers
hanging over the picket fence,
five lovely petals crying
out for-get-me-not!
In the never-ending heaven hangs
as many shinning stars as angels!

Having slept nights alone
Desire crests, overflowing
waves over waves

Sitting alone on the riverbank
Pondering the long dive ...

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Mother Earth

The sun slowly sinks below her golden borders
as darkness falls over all life form.

Tears of compassion spring up as she watches over her children: the
Squirrels and birds and the tiniest insects; her helpful angleworms
and worthless plants all lay sleeping on her tummy.

She reaches up to the sky, closes the golden gate, and
turns off the light.

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