Nanette J. Lim
San Francisco, CA, USA
Nanette J. LimSan Francisco, CA, USA |
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Nanette's first exposure to poetry came at age 15 when a school counselor recommended she take a poetry class at SF State University. Years later she was inspired to write again when her daughter wrote and read poetry in grammar school. "Whimsical San Francisco Christmas," (published in the spring 1998 edition of "Spirit of Song"), was bestowed the Editor's Choice Award for achievement in poetry by The National Library of Poetry. The poem was also nominated as a semi-finalist in the No. American Open Poetry Contest by the Selection Committee. Nanette works in Project Management and Quality Assurance. Her interests include: foreign movies, music, skiing, a variety of art projects, writing poetry and volunteering her time to various charities. Nanette intends to publish a book of her original poetry and photography. You may contact her at: BeamerZ3@aol.com |
Whimsical SF ChristmasChestnuts roasting in an electric ovenPopcorn popping in the microwave Packages of instant apple cider brews Computer chips hung as ornaments Kix cereal strung as garland beads around the tree Futuristic metallic adorn the artificial tree Hints of pine spray reminisce in the room Xmas Rap music blaring from boom boxes Choirs caroling up and down SF hills from motorized cable cars Skyscrapers bedecked with golden lights Machines creating artificial snow Children ice skating in portable rinks at Union Square Salvation Army volunteers in blue jeans soliciting to fill their pots SPCA critters clawing up to adopters by the window Homeless beings warming up by toxic steel drums of fire Santa's electric van powered by recycled reindeer droppings Red cream Oreos and tofu shakes await Santa by the dumb waiter A toast and cheers to you with a glass of non-alcoholic beverage Hope you have a real 'OLD FASHION' Xmas!!! |
A New DayAt the awakening of dawn the Lark Meadow singsSpring flowers with vibrant colors bloom Bouquet of Hyacinth appease the air Hues of blue buttercup melts in the Northern Rockies With each new day my soul is laden for adventure At each day's end another experience will be memoired My gift is gracing the heart, soul and mind with words. If reading this touch your spiritual being, I'm inspired I love to smile at you for no reason other than transcending warmth to you My mind alert, my visions clear, my ears keen, expand me with new amanuensis Painted red skies at sunset, come resurrect a dim flame |