Gayle Sweeney

Rookie - 26 Points (1955 / USA)

Gayle Sweeney Poems

1. A Bird On The Wire 4/20/2011
2. A Blue Jay 10/8/2010
3. A Bluebird 12/21/2010
4. A Butterfly 10/7/2010
5. A Cardinal In Winter 10/7/2010
6. A Cat Nap 10/8/2010
7. A Day At Hampton Beach 10/16/2010
8. A Quiet Night Alone 8/11/2012
9. A Red Tulip 12/25/2010
10. A Red Wing Blackbird 10/17/2010
11. A Shooting Star 10/5/2010
12. A Simple Stitch 10/23/2010
13. A Snowman 10/16/2010
14. A Winter Night 10/13/2010
15. After The Rain Shower 10/9/2010
16. America 11/23/2010
17. An Appalachian Bowl 2/23/2011
18. Apple Picking Time 10/9/2010
19. Apples 10/5/2010
20. At Margaret's House 12/11/2010
21. At The Gate, Usa And More 12/13/2010
22. Birthday Wish 10/7/2010
23. Blue For You 10/7/2010
24. Blueberries 10/4/2010
25. By The Sunny Blue Sea 10/12/2010
26. Chopper 11/4/2010
27. Cold November 11/3/2010
28. Colors 10/8/2010
29. Colors By The Seashore 10/9/2010
30. Daffodils 10/5/2010
31. Daisies 10/7/2010
32. Dreams 10/8/2010
33. Early October Days 10/13/2011
34. Fall 10/6/2010
35. Fraises Des Bois 3/6/2011
36. Frost On The Glass 10/8/2010
37. Grief 10/10/2010
38. Hampton Asters! 2/15/2011
39. Hampton Seasons 9/12/2014
40. Happy Thanksgiving! ! ! 11/25/2010
Best Poem of Gayle Sweeney

A Blue Jay

A blue jay's feathered back holds spots of white clouds
And soft, glistening blue.
Upon its wings is painted days of sapphires
And snowy flurries, too.
I peeked out beyond the open curtain
At the big, flowering rhododendron.
There a bright, silent blue jay landed suddenly.
Amoung our pink fairy blossoms it stopped by me,
Jewelled with patches of rich blue - perhaps a gift
From the azure sky.
We might even think some of pure heaven
Is in flight when blue jays fly.
This dappled blue jay then soon quietly moved from branch to branch
In the green blooming ...

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The Monarch Butterfly

Oceans of mandarin orange played upon the bright, sun painted wings
Of a Monarch in the air who made happy, shimmery blossoms sing!
By and by this graceful butterfly fluttered like a dancer from Spain.
It floated with a soft breeze then stopped atop some petals where it
Reigned.
Soon all at once the lone, lovely Monarch took flight and was on its way
Packed with pure, sunshiny joy during the glistening, summery day.
Dressed in a blazing, astounding cloak and yet still very elusive
Whil

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