I attended school and college doing catering, but always had a love for poetry. Recently over the last 5 years I have done poetry writing courses achieving diplomas. Also I am now doing freelance and journalism. My pride as always been in poetry.
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Yvonne Kania Poems
So soft I felt her brief touch of lips It wasn't a long kiss Just a moment in time
Love Comes in Many Shapes
Love comes in many Shapes and sizes In many forms and devices
A Good Friend
A good friend is a friend who shares. Brothers and sisters are far away. A man needs the help of others who care. Facing the problems that arise each day.
The warm feeling When tears get wiped The hug that hold you tight From this family
Your dedicated tune Which played on That dreadful Tuesday Goes through my mind
I Love You
You gave me hope And helped me to cope When life pulled me down You brought me around
Walk through the Shadows
I walk through the shadows of trees, Hearing the birds singing, Listening to the leaves rustling Picking those petals from anywhere,
Sensual images of my love undressed, Taking in the essence of exuberant passion suggest Ravishing, sentimental embrace, Amorous moments leaving radiance upon my lover's face.
Friends are like flowers in bloom, Rejuvenating fragrance at all times. Invigorating an aura always, Ever so sweet, full of charm,
My Mother is my Lifeline
My mother is my lifeline, a complete saviour, She does everything she can for me, and praise her, She went without when I was younger so I could have stuff, She worked herself to the bone, but never did she give up.
or not guilty past experiences frustrate Breathes the silver moon, then weep!
Time moves on
Time moves on and I say nothing, The words frozen on my lips, Burning in my heart, Only being able to take small sips.
Mourn his loss
We can only mourn his loss, 'Through wretched was his life. Death took him from the cross leaving his wife.'
Wind blows so softly tree branches swaying leaves begin to float a drift
Comments about Yvonne Kania
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I felt her brief touch of lips
It wasn't a long kiss
Just a moment in time
her lips met mine
and it felt so sensual
my knees went weak.
I would go back to that place
the world felt great
and we had to pull away
I felt as if I was flying.