Virginia Pease Ewersen

Port Clinton, OH, USA

"Ginny" has always had Poetry in her Heart! However, she sent her first poem to the National Library of Poetry in 1996. She has twenty-one Editor's Choice Awards from the NLP. Her poems appear in their anthologies, and are heard on their "Sound of Poetry" cassettes. Her poems are recorded on four "Visions" albums. She is the author of, "Keepsakes and Celebrations," (Vantage Press), 1997, which is currently offered for sale. "Ginny" is a retired Reading Specialist from the Port Clinton City Schools. Her poetry celebrates Nature's limitless wonders, and notes Mankind's reactions to these marvels. She feels that Life is the Ultimate Gift, and that a bright Thread ever runs through it.

The Present

I like to bring the Outdoors in
With windows bright and curtains thin!
When I work or write by my kitchen table,
I love to see out as much as I'm able!
The Earth changes as the Seasons go:
Winter shapes in white are muffled.
Then, Spring comes with the trees green-ruffled.
Summer is bright and gay in full measure.
In Fall, the woods are a gold and red treasure!...
Before Winter again puts the Earth to bed...
So, in each of Life's Seasons it's good to vow
That it's always time to be pleasant!
And the best time of all is NOW!
"Look well to this DAY!"
It's a Gift called the PRESENT!

Midsummer Reflections

The Light is incredibly bright!
The Daytime wonderf'lly long...
The Robin sings at Peep of Light
A melodious, throaty song!
The busy Morning seems so fleet...
At Noon, the flowers are extra sweet!
Shimm'ring hours offer spirited Peace...
(Which all wholehearted Beings seek!)
At Dusk, the Robin trills again
To celebrate the Day that's been!
Joyfully limned in his Roundelay:
"TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY!"

Bright Brevity

Thank You for the Day
And bless the Night!
Thank you for the Night,
And bless the Day!
So passes the glory of this world
And Time flies!...
The days and nights stretch into years
But, "Sic transit gloria!"
Each Being's a jot on the airways of Time
But Each is important, perhaps sublime...
So passes the glory of this world...
And Time Flies!...