|
|
|
Best Poems From
FAITH ELIZABETH BRIGHAM
(May 14,1953)
|
|
| |
|
|
145.
|
In The Woodlands
there you are deep in the woodlands
dancing where the fireflies abound
no one would even know you*re there
if it wasn*t for the baying of the hounds
you sprinkle all your magic dust
where it is needed most
the garden is your favorite spot
behind our house on the eastern coast
what you do and where you go
it matters not to me at all
i only know it thrills me so when
i watch the faeries spring time ball
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Read more: magic poems, spring poems, house poems, time poems, dance poems
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
| |
|
|
146.
|
in your heart
it's what's
in your heart
that really matters
let it be love
and peace
and laughter
a bit of kindness
and compassion
wouldn't hurt
for that matter
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
| |
|
|
147.
|
It Isn't Love
it isn't love that hurts
it is the fear of
losing love
the disappearing passion
the separation
or final break-up
that causes anguish
no, it isn't love
that hurts at all
written 1-21-06
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
| |
|
|
148.
|
It Was Good (To Be Bad)
to return to center stage again
i'd repeat that worn-out lie
to relive the warmth and pleasure
i would sulk, pout and cry
i would've preferred a gentle hand
with an occasional pat on the back
but rather than get indifference
i learned it was good to be bad
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
|
| |
|
|
|
|
|
|