Jackie Gerhardy

Jackie Gerhardy Poems

In a land where the Sun was live
And where the jays floated free
Lived a woman with a farmer’s drive
She was called: Shannon McGee
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You could tell me to kiss you
A soothing secret to force me from sleep
And you could tell me what's wrong
Forcing me to agree.
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Give me Ten more minutes
Ten more is all I need
To get you out the door
and back into my dreams
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Brought to the shrine door
And tarries with a look of wonder
A countenance so abashed
Like hearing veiled, distant thunder
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Beginning in the midst of dark
Hoping by arrival to right the spark.
And the dawn only does arise
in watching and waiting to look beyond the guise.
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With a joy that could be filled
Yet so freely
My heart encompasses itself to find
That all in its being. Therein along
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Give me a rain-spattered window
Of storm and like sound
Give me tears of clear droplets
Those that will never get me down.
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The Best Poem Of Jackie Gerhardy

Celtic Spring-Breezed Kiss

In a land where the Sun was live
And where the jays floated free
Lived a woman with a farmer’s drive
She was called: Shannon McGee

Shannon was a simple girl
Ripple hair, painted brown
Dirtied from the fields in twirl
To her high cheeks, to pleated gown

She worked hard hoeing
And hardly had time for fun
Her dreams would come aglowing
From cobalt eyes, until she was done

One day in usual scud,
through the Earth she dug and ground
And then up came a peculiar spud
By blunder she tripped and found

Long hours before had she labored
And by work she found a thirst
So Shannon sweetly savored
Biting into the potato first

To taste the spud was sweet
So savoring with closing eyes
She held onto the quivering treat
And received a great surprise

The world blurred around her
Shafts of field of green
The towed ground seemed to stir
Into something nigh unseen

Up sprouted not another spud
But buildings wide and tall
Metallic paints came like a flood
Fiercely replacing it all

The noise became a burden
And there came a noxious fog
A city, immediate chaos was laden
As eager as a dog

Shannon stumbled fro in terror
And shook with great surprise,
Tried to blink to fix her error
But the scene wouldn’t wipe from her eyes

What was this strange place?
With dwellings ever-so weird
And peculiar people walking apace
How did she get here?

So Shannon thought
Staring blearily ‘round
Finding familiar naught
In a city wherest all could be found

The Celtic maiden stood out
Like a dove in flock of crow
For her wear proved too stout
Her garments that of modern ho-bo

Patrons many passed with surprised disgust
So Shannon felt down on her luck
Then another maiden with bloated bust
Came with wide-eyes and a, “What the -? ”

“Are you doing here? Who are you? ”
Asked the woman to Shannon McGee.
“Do you need to be led back to the zoo?
“Or how about I help you like- O-M-G! ”


Now Shannon was lost in translation
Knowing not where she could be
And who was this fair-haired salvation?
Who spoke in letters free?

But before she could retort
Or return the blonde’s call
She was off dragged in resort
Into one of the buildings so tall

By feverish hands was she led,
Into surroundings she did not know,
through clothes on racks and spread
Shannon clung desperately to her potato

“Wherever are we going? ”
Managed she, in an accent ever-so harsh
“You’ll love it! ” was the blonde’s crowing
Continuing their progressive march

A garment here, a garment there,
Shoved forcibly into her arms
With reds, and yellows, and blues was the wear
Stark different from that of the farms’

“You’ll look so changed! ”
The woman exclaimed with glee
Yet she never asked ’bout the Celt estranged
Nor even the name of Shannon McGee.

Pelted with garments, pants and shirts alike
All this matter she could not hold
So bumbling around with a grip, not to hike,
And then away the spud rolled

Bouncing, bumbling, down the pretty clean lane
Past the clerks, clothes, and patrons more
Shannon reached for the potato but with vain
The vegetable leapt out the door

Without a second thought
Or word to her acquaintance less
Shannon sped from the shop
In a new, flamboyant dress

The streets were unwelcoming and full
Her searching steps - met by a glower
As plenty of people seemed like a hoard of bull
At a time: modernly known as Rush Hour

Despite the crowd’s volume
Or their weaving, busy ways
She burst through the mass plume
In a frantic, filching craze

No matter which way she darted
The spud was elusive as a bird
Dismay came to leave her broken-hearted
When the spud came not upon grasp or word

Yet she could inch nearer
Her escape almost tasted sweet
Before the spud skipped queerer
Soaring into the street

Her heart dropped
At the thought of her transport squished
And resting without other opt
To have whole tater is what she wished

Running to the curb
Shannon looked as she ran
Her spud, she found not perturb
But in the hands of a man

He was halfway out of a coach
Something a McGee would have never seen
But more dazzling than his approach
Was his charming dimples and eyes of green

“Can this be yours? ”
Asked he holding out the spud
Perspiration then came from her pores
In being addressed by this stud

Bashfully she took away the tater
As he smiled and gave a wink
But to her whims he could not cater
For only her home could she think

So with a mouthful spud raw
And a contented, heaved sigh
In a blur of surrounding awe
Shannon disappeared without good-bye

The strange city watered
melted from the abyss
And upon the grasslands loitered
Celtic spring-breezed kiss

The last bits of food crumbled
In her mouth where it had stuck
And hated the potato that tumbled
So she heaved backed and chucked

The half-eaten vegetable
Disappeared from sight
Landing in one of a knoll
Chancing anyone to pass, it might

Now Shannon lived in bliss
Having had her timely fling
Yet she still plowed in her field like this
New dress and everything

And what of the handsome man,
whose eyes sparkled with stirring green?
He’d never forget how that day began
With his run-in of young Shannon McGee

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