Bio-Poem

Dawn.

Daughter of the summer sun.

Who is creative, part of a wonderful family,

happy in the moment.

Lover of freedom, joy, new days.

Who fears deadlines, failure, loss.

Who needs to express myself,

to help others, hope.

Who gives advice freely, smiles constantly,

hugs to anyone who will have them.

Who would like security for my children,

closer friends for myself, more time to write.

Resident of dreams.

Alba.

:)

Definitions

Photo © Dawn Allynn


Love is like a flowers scent,
It’s something you can't see.
It has no taste, no texture.
No tangent quality.
And like a perfumed fragrance,
There’s no one who can tell
What another may experience
When encountering a smell.
There is no way I could explain
The sweet scent of a rose
To anyone unfortunate
To not possess a nose.
And anyone who’s been in love
Will say there’s no suspicion,
That only one who is in love
Can know its definition.

The Butterfly

If You Could See

Photo © Dawn Allynn

If you could see

Inside my heart

Like a crystal shining

True and fair,

You’d see yourself

And all my love,

And all the hope

That keeps you there.

If you could lay

Within my arms

For a moment

That would not end

You’d know that you’re

The sweetest thing

My dreams

My hopes

My love

My friend.

Miccolino

Photo © Dawn Allynn


In time the swallow took to wing,
With thoughts of sky and wind and spring,
And dreamed of lady bird, and tryst
(In mind his charms she can't resist)
But found instead, to his dismay
He broke his wing along the way.

Oh, sweet sad swallow he did cry,
He longed to stretch his wings and fly.
Then I came by, quite unexpected
And found dear bird, alone ... neglected.

Oh how I tried to make him well,
Praying daily not to fail.
(Knowing from the very start
That Miccolino had my heart.)

Yet death soon came, and from pain freed.
His parting I could not impede.
To fragile life he did not cling,
The swallow finally took to wing.

~September 26, 1992

Stay Steadfast

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Stay steadfast
Hold on and cling
To what is dear
Just do your thing.

Dwell not upon
A barren day
Nor let your thoughts
Another sway.

Each tranquil moment
Passes by
In fast array
And yet, don’t cry.

For though you’re Feeble,
weary, down
Always be
A painted clown.

For smiles and laughs
And cheers of thunder
Relinquish morbid
Thought’s asunder.

Remember:
hoard each happy minute
And use the time
While you’re still in it.

-1982

Reflections

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Who is that person that I see?
That mirror image is not me!
It looks like me, it acts like me...
But something's not quite right.

Everything is turned around,
Why, I am up...and he is down!
On him my smile looks like a frown,
It's giving me a fright.

I try to move both left and right,
If he'd come here we'd have a fight!
He doesn't ever leave my sight,
But he ripples in the wind.

When I look he seems to stare
But guess that I don't care,
Because as long as he is there
I'll always have a friend.

Irised Skies

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Irised skies fly overhead

They're deemed my consolation.

Shades of yellow, blue and red,

Retain my fascination.

Adorning tops of highest mountains,

Flamboyant and so carefree,

Replacing gray and rainy fountains,

God’s love for all to see.

-1982

Beneath Stars (Song)

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Where you find
Bonnie heather a growin’
On a braw hillside
Woncha lay wi’ me
In the tall green grass
And watch the stars tonight

Oh where the wind
'Cross the loch is blowin'
And the skies are open wide
I wanna lay wi' you
And hold yer hand
And watch the stars at night.

My heart is yours,
My love is yours
Forever they will be
You know I'll always love you,
'Till the stars fall to the sea.

So, though I’ll grow old
And my body weary
An' the sight might leave my eyes
I’ll lay with you
Until I die
Beneath the stars at night.

(Revised 2008 - Click the video below to hear the song)

Death Inside

Photo © Dawn Allynn


There is death
Inside of me
Sometimes
Seeking escape
From fear
No decay nor gravesite looms
Yet
My bones and
My heart
Sing for release
Pleading
No more no more no more no more
Wishing for security
But knowing
There is none
And
There is death
Inside of me
Sometimes.-2002

Inward Waltz

Photo © Dawn Allynn

I am a dance with myself
Simple, complex
Flutter, quiver, shake
Movement rarely repetitious,
Nothing ever fake.
If I show it, will you know it?
Perhaps my meaning is
Not in itself an interpretation.

Here I remain indifferent.

My pageant
Is not meant for the multitude.

Regrets?
Absolutely – but only of lessons
Learned so late.

Growing is not always easy
But necessarily
Necessary.

The hardest lesson of all
Was learning to like myself in the dance.

-1982

Sad Sometimes

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Sad sometimes
Like the sound of rain.
I fear being alone
Not having friends to talk to…
Dreams
Only invade my realities,
Fantasies,
Only let me down.

Once in awhile I confide in someone new
And usually find my secrets
Strewn aboutLike leaves in the autumn wind.

Friends are much like summer storms,
Arriving with little warning,
Departing once damage is done.
Simple smiles
Are often all I have left
To give the world.

-1981

Slippage

In time

all friendships slip away

into the haze, into the gray

for reasons I don't understand

all friends soon slip

right through my hands

Perhaps because I don't take care

to keep close watch

when they are there

I've never had the chance to ask

why friends all slip right through my grasp.

(1985)

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Rainbows

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Once in rainbows born and bred,
Pretty colors bright and true.
Streaks of fantasy unfold
to cheer the grey, dark, dreary hue.

Raindrops glisten, wash away
dirt from days as yet passed by,
and cares forgotten slip untold --
like birds on silent wings they fly.

These are the hours I spend with you,
exchanging tears for smiles of gold.
With each moment joy is shared
watching friendship sweet unfold.

How glad I am of God's great love,
And glad that I can really be
a part of something real and true...
The friendship that is you and me.

(1985)

Spring

Photo © Dawn Allynn



By the light of early morn'
It's evident the world is changing,
And Mother Nature's rearranging
The world beneath my feet.

Where once cold earth and snow did lay
Now tender shoots of grass burst free,
and looking towards the sky I see
A sun that showers down it's heat.

Every bird that sings it's song
Reminds me of God's world anew,
Each flower yellow, red, and blue,
In beauty blooms so bright and then

When this season should pass by
Spring has lived and now is done
I'll enjoy just what may come
'Till seasons change again.

Let Sleeping Dragons Lay

© Dawn Allynn


Let sleeping dragons lay,
And slumber in their caves and lairs
While dreaming of the sweet night airs
Where once they stretched their mighty wings.

Let sleeping dragons lay,
The bard his story left to tell --
And safe shall be hamlet and vale,
And daughters of great kings.

Let sleeping dragons lay,
No more will knights draw staff or sword
To find the treasure dragons horde
Of precious stones and gold.

Let sleeping dragons lay,
Stretched out in length with tooth and tail
In rugged mountain burnished scale
In splendor to behold.

Let sleeping dragons lay,
Where once they roamed the ancient world,
With breath of flame and wongs unfurled,
The emperors of earth and sky

Let sleeping dragons lay,
And if their lairs you find today --
Do what you will, do what you may,
But, please.... Let sleeping dragons lay!

©
2002

Poetry Index

Here's an Index of all the poetry I have posted so far, organized by topic:

On Growing Up
Slip Away
Nursery Rhymes

The Universe Inside
Expected Deaths
Inward Waltz
Stay Steadfast
I am Just
Bio-Poem

Anger
Forsaken

Feeling Apart
Sad Sometimes
Desire
Slippage
There is Death Inside of Me
Reflections
Seeker
Choices

Love
The Butterfly
Summer Stars
Once in Rainbows
Opposite Shifts
If You Could See
Definitions

Connections
Rainbows
Throughout it All
Nonet for JoeBear

The Nature Of Things
Rainbows
Lampedusa
Autumn (Acrostic)
The Butterfly
Spring
Irised Skies
Miccolino

At Play
Let Sleeping Dragons Lie
Reflections
Ode to My Sweet

Goodbyes
Miccolino
Letting Go

Misc.
Sound Bytes