Doris D Carr

Ellijay, Georgia, USA

Doris, as a child enjoyed writing in her head (the secret place), as she grew older, she realized that she could uplift and comfort others with her poetry. Doris attended the Art Institute of Chicago. She is able to share her love of nature, through her paintings that sell at a local art gallery. Doris received the Editors Choice Award from the Blue Ridge Mountain Poetry Competition, 1995 was in Who's Who in Poetry, received the title of Danae from the Golden Eagle Press, London England, and is a lifetime member of the Clover Leaf Poetry Association. Doris says "I'm very excited about Poetry on the internet."

A Poem Born

In twilight a living cloud of words take flight.
The wind blows high throughout the night,
Emerging from mind's dark cave.
Light comes in mysterious waves,
It flutters cold then breaks with dawns' gold.
Dipping and sipping airs' night,
Black ink turns white.
The ghost dance has been won,
The poem is done.

Childhood Photo Album

Turning the pages of memories
To the births and deaths to the summer we moved.
A bent page folds a black corner,
Above your face,
The crease remains as you...

Beautiful The Country

As morning yawns its wakening
Down a sandy lane,
Velvet humming lifts billows of
White clouds high above
A brimming beautiful of harvest.
Darkness spreads in silence-
Silver streaks the solemn sky,
Untamed by convention,
Nature beats its thunderous heart!
Rains natural intimacy cools
The earths sun-soaked goodness;
Harmony sighs thankfulness,
Eyes of deep awareness penetrate
An uncluttered life of reality,
Leaving the spirit free.

The Great Pavlova

Rapidly twirling to forces softly set
Re-echoing within the soul
Spirited leaps leave sense
Absorbed in ripples of grace
Velvet folds slide exalation
Across a woodland scene of magic
A posed point bows in swans plumage
Unbound acclaim slaps vast harmony
Back to oneness.