Gayle Sweeney

Rookie - 32 Points (1955 / USA)

Gayle Sweeney Poems

81. Sunshine 10/8/2010
82. Talent 10/7/2010
83. The Bear In The Sierra Nevada 10/8/2010
84. The Belle 10/9/2010
85. The Bumble Bee 10/7/2010
86. The Carousel 10/8/2010
87. The Christmas List - 11/27/2010
88. The Cormorants At Hampton Beach 10/8/2010
89. The Full Moon In August 8/26/2013
90. The Gulf Sunset In Florida 10/8/2010
91. The Magical Snowflake 10/10/2010
92. The Masquerading Warbler 10/6/2010
93. The Monarch Butterfly 10/5/2010
94. The Ocean 10/6/2010
95. The Old Stone Wall 10/10/2010
96. The Painting 10/8/2010
97. The Play 11/21/2010
98. The Ruby Throated Hummingbird 10/6/2010
99. The Shamrock 10/8/2010
100. The Shining Dewdrop 10/7/2010
101. The Sign 8/22/2011
102. The Sky 10/9/2010
103. The South 11/15/2010
104. The Spring Flowers At Bedtime 5/4/2011
105. The Strawberry Moon 10/5/2010
106. The Sun 10/5/2010
107. The Train Ride In Winter Snow 10/11/2010
108. To Provence! ! 1/10/2015
109. Tracks 10/7/2010
110. Tulips 10/13/2010
111. Tulips, Too 4/22/2012
112. Violets 10/5/2010
113. Woodland Spot 10/8/2010
114. Woodland Wonders 10/9/2010
115. Your Shoes 10/7/2010
116. Zinnias In A Rye Garden 2/3/2012
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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