Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Poems--By Jane Richer--Canada


Poems; listen to the crashing of the tide,
The myriad of thoughts that we can't hide,
The elevated ideals that we can't abide,
The inflated ego that we have locked inside.

Poems; share the rendering of the heart,
The aching loss of soul mates apart,
The whimsy and joy of written art,
The longing for a brand new start.

Poems; reach the pinnacles of time and space,
The pigmented colors of the human race,
The seamless beauty of any place,
The endearing glow of a newborns' face.

Poems; there is no place that a poem can't go,
They expand your imagination so you can grow,
From the heavens high to the seas below,
They're a special gift that writers can bestow!

Jane Richer is a poet and writer who lives in Alberta, Canada
and is so far published only online. She loves to poke fun at herself
and rather likes to write tongue-in-cheek poetry but she will dabble
in all kinds of genres to widen her creative nature. She loves to 'sister'-
(write a complimentary poem) and feels that is the greatest form of
acknowledgment and respect in expression for another poet's talent.


  1. The word 'Poems' is endearing, indeed! One who pens poetry lives forever - one who fails to read those written words, loses a moment of expression in the world of poetry...

    Rhoda Galgiani

  2. Hi Jane -

    You have also poked fun at me, not more than once. I love it. Lovely poem with well said sentiments.


  3. Dear Jane,

    A wonderful write on what poems are about and the writers who write them. Very nicely done!


  4. I really must get back to Whispers more often so I can answer the wonderful fellow poets that take the time to read my meanderings and poetic offerings. Thank you Sandra, Kathy and Rhonda for your delightful comments. Love Jane :D