Gayle Sweeney

Rookie - 21 Points (1955 / USA)

Gayle Sweeney Poems

41. Summer Days 7/30/2013
42. Star 8/16/2011
43. Springtime D.C. 10/5/2010
44. Spring Songs 10/5/2011
45. Spring In New England 4/29/2011
46. Sorrow 10/17/2010
47. Songs 5/15/2012
48. Snow In The Sun 10/7/2010
49. Singing The Blues 10/31/2010
50. Sea Gull World 10/11/2010
51. Rudolph 10/15/2010
52. Robin Egg Blue 5/8/2011
53. Rick's Garden 6/6/2013
54. Rag Rock 10/6/2010
55. Pinellas Shores 2/14/2012
56. Petals 10/7/2010
57. Our Heirloom 8/12/2013
58. Our Feathered Friends 10/21/2010
59. Our Dog Tippy 10/9/2010
60. Oranges 10/17/2010
61. One Halloween 11/8/2010
62. Old East Woburn Cranberry Bog 10/17/2010
63. Nyc From The Sky 10/17/2010
64. November Song Too 12/20/2013
65. My Very Loverrrrly Cat, Mittens 11/1/2010
66. My Teddy Bear 10/6/2010
67. My Sled 10/5/2010
68. My June Garden 11/5/2010
69. My Dear Irish Grandfather 10/26/2010
70. Monarch Butterflies At Happy Hampton (Nh) 9/25/2012
71. Milkweed 10/12/2010
72. Love On The Boulevard 9/14/2012
73. Linda And Friends' Hampton Beach Gardens 10/4/2011
74. Library Books In Summer 10/10/2010
75. Lady Moon 3/20/2011
76. Hotel Flowers 10/9/2010
77. Happy Thanksgiving! ! ! 11/25/2010
78. Hampton Seasons 9/12/2014
79. Hampton Asters! 2/15/2011
80. Grief 10/10/2010
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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Blueberries

Blueberries came out in the tall patch and looked like a handful of
Pink rose pearls.
Their blue with a brilliance now and a jewelled twinkle, astounds
The sunny world!
An imprinted star, I saw on top of one picked blueberry's dark,
Smokey blue,
Found me happy sitting alone not far from a woodland and
Enchanted, too.
Some blueberries are stowaways, hidden on low, cool boughs during summer

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