Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Veteran Poet - 1,646 Points (Baltimore, Maryland)

Dorothy (Alves) Holmes Poems

1. For Manuel (The Envy Of Even Ancient Lovers) 2/4/2007
2. On Being Green 2/4/2007
3. Ghetto Plight 2/4/2007
4. Fathers 2/5/2007
5. Linger A While 2/5/2007
6. What Chance My Love - 2/5/2007
7. Sorry That Number Is No Longer In Service 2/5/2007
8. I Knew This Man 2/5/2007
9. For You My Love 2/9/2007
10. Playing On The Tampoline Of The Drummer's Beat 2/9/2007
11. 'No Fish Today'...The Platter Was Brass 2/10/2007
12. Somewhere In This Life 2/8/2007
13. Rebound 2/8/2007
14. My Love...Then Even The Water Was Blue 2/11/2007
15. Safe Haven...It's Not A Tree House 2/13/2007
16. Recess 2/13/2007
17. One Way 2/16/2007
18. Living A Lie 2/16/2007
19. Portrait Of Love 2/16/2007
20. Dreams And Reality 2/16/2007
21. On A Winter Day 2/18/2007
22. Snow Days (The First Day It Snowed I Stayed In Bed And...) 2/18/2007
23. Drifting 2/20/2007
24. So This Is Heaven...It Was A Magic Time 2/20/2007
25. The Doodler 2/23/2007
26. If Butterflies Are Free 2/23/2007
27. The Line Up...Waiting My Place At Bat 2/23/2007
28. Time (Moving On Yet Standing Still) 2/23/2007
29. The Last Rose Of Summer 2/23/2007
30. Life Goes On 2/26/2007
31. Now You Tell Me 2/27/2007
32. Misconception 2/28/2007
33. The Advisers 2/28/2007
34. Enter At Your Own Risk (This Property Is....) 2/28/2007
35. Standing In The Middle 2/28/2007
36. Shall We Dance 3/1/2007
37. Come Sit A Spell 3/1/2007
38. An Assessment Of Black Or Am I Color Blind 3/1/2007
39. Curtain Call 3/1/2007
40. No Greater Love 3/1/2007
Best Poem of Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

The Forever Of You

The forever of you
Is in between all I do...
In a passing field of flowers
In the morning sky,
You are to me, a soft
Enchanting lullaby.
You are ever in my thoughts;
Oh! the clamor that invades
The empty spaces
When we are apart.

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My Awakening

It lay dormant,
This rainbow inside of me...
My Laughter was mislaid
So deep within,
It was forgotten.
Then you touched my life.
I laughed and remembered,
Birds are suppose to sing!

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