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Manila Review - Poems - Winter 2005 (Jan Feb Mar) | |||||||||||||||||
The Last Day of the First Lover by Randy L. Redmond Source: Tears rolling down the heartstring The fight we had at one a.m. Will be the last we will have Because this day will last forever Forevever in our minds it stays And as I'm thinking of it I hear a car door slam So then I let her in to take The things she most loved About the times that we gave The first lover, gave you pain The last day, gave you more Zf the way you left him Gives the next time less pain Remember The last day of the first lover She came to pick up her things Not a word did she say She held back those sad tears Not one did she drop And then the door swings closed But in her heart it knows She will cry all the way home And again when she's alone Can you remember the last day of the first lover? (Copyright(c) 2004 by Randy L. Redmond) Do you like the poem of Randy L. Redmond? Rate it from 1 (lowest) to 5 (highest). Send your ratings to: manilareview@yahoo.com Do you want to buy Randy's poetry book? You can buy Randy's book by contacting him by email at ran66man@mchsi.com You may also contact the editor of Manila Review at manilareview@yahoo.com ---------------------------- 4 Seasons by Mark Stellinga Source: Phonetical Imagery Autumn sheds her brilliant beauty, Painting pictures on the ground. Twirling leaves of gold, and crimson, brush the lawn without a sound. Sketching scenes with cooler mornings, Winter now is ling'ring near. Scenes which soon will conquer Autumn, ending thus, another year. Snow, but flakes, will soon drift lightly, turning white the frigid land. Trees, that stand like frozen corpses, look as dead at Winters' hand. Yet, the hard, cold snow will soften, trees their buds will quickly gain. Flowery flames will melt the meadonws, No reminders will remain. Showers then will sprinkle gently, leaves again, with Spring, return. Bleak and lifeless limbs no longer, Summers' sun again will burn, Kindling fires of gold and crimson, stretching brightly, east to west. Blazing leaves again for Autumn, Beauty reigns with her success..... Copyright(c)2004 by Mark Stellinga. Do you like the poem of Mark Stellinga? Rate it from 1 to 5. 1 is the lowest and 5 is the highest. Send rating to the editor: manilareview@yahoo.com Do you want to buy the poetrybook (Phonetical Imagery) of Mark Stellinga? You can order the poetry book (Phonetical Imagery) of Mark Stellinga by contacting: a. the Editor of Manila Review at manilareview@yahoo.com b. Mark's email at: billiard@avalon.net |
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Randy L. Redmond, American Poet from Illinois |
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Mark Stellinga, American Poet form Iowa |
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