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Attempting to play tennis In the neighbourhood tennis court, Not doing very well, As I'm terrible at sports. A little bit of exercise Was what I was looking for, To feel the wind upon my face, Nothing less, and nothing more. A little girl named Amber Appeared into the early night. "May I fetch your tennis balls, Would it be alright?" I said how very kind of you, But it's getting pretty late. You had better hurry home I'm sure your family awaits. She stayed with me a little while, Working hard, and running fast. Picking up those tennis balls, Like it was her life long task. Exhausted by the exercise I said it's time to leave, But a stabbing pain within my chest Wouldn't let me breathe. The last thing I remember As everyone was gone, Just little Amber Humming her little song. Take my hand and I'll lead you Amber whispered softly to me, And when you see just where I live, You will never want to leave. |
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Hi, Thank you for coming to my poetry site. I hope you've enjoyed reading my poems and will come back again to this humble poet's home -- Island Poetry. Every poem is original and is derived from my daily encounters, thoughts, experiences, relationships and contacts with family, loved ones, friends, nature, the world and people at large. My poetry is simple, uncomplicated, straight-forward and honest coming from the heart, soul, a spiritual presence and obviously God -- Her/Himself. Thus, once the idea and first line of a poem "pops" into my head, the balance of my poems "arrive to me" more or less complete requiring only my immediate and total attention and focus in its writing down, with minimal additional work or effort thereafter. While belonging to the International Society of Poets, I have also been fortunate to have had the support and publication of many of my poems by local community newspapers, faith groups, charitable organizations, and in various anthologies published by the National Library of Poetry and catalogued in the U.S. Library of Congress - Publication Data ISBN 1-56167-256-4 I now live on lower Vancouver Island, off the Canadian west coast. Although originally from the Canadian province of Ontario, I have over the years also lived in the province of Manitoba, as well as Germany. Once again thank you for reading my work, hope you enjoyed and found it relevant also to your own experiences of the living, loving and challenges of everyday life. I truly would appreciate and love to hear from anyone with comments, critiques, suggestions or what-have-you. Email Me - lynnbarany@islandpoetry.com Regards, Lynn Barany (Hanna) |