A Collection of Poems
There’s something about a river
that draws me to its side
Effortlessly advancing
toward a lake or sea.
With abundance of freshness
it’s filled with life and health
Uninterrupted flowing
beyond the distant fields.
From gentle humble beginnings
– a fact of life itself
Amazingly appealing
amid a lonely past.
Whispers of the river embrace
the peace renews my mind
Majestically embracing
yonder pathways I see.
© Chrissy Siggee
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Dancing couples enhanced my mood,
Lights dimmed and music subdued.
This man intrigued me – he sat alone
Rumours had him single and smart
Perhaps he’d consider a dance with me ~
He looked at me, I looked away
Doubt disappeared – I met his gaze
He smiled at me – I think I blushed
Was it possible – was he the one?
He rose from his chair and strolled my way
I sat quite still, frozen in time
Preoccupied with sweet fantasies –
With a princely bow he took my hand
His eyes spoke volumes; I rose to dance
A foretaste of our love and romance.
daNce
Daydreams mingled with our dance,
Nothing ever happens by chance.
We married young – knew nothing of life
We lived simply and loved each other
We knew we could dance without a doubt ~
We dreamed our dreams, I knew your heart
Through the years we dancedas one
We learned to commit – we cherished our love
To Dance with you – for a lifetime, no less!
We nurtured our dance and learnt new moves
From hip hop kids to break dance teens
discovered and danced every routine –
You showed me how to refine our dance
With true love – the order of each day
We progressed to classical ballet.
DaNCe
The sands of time continue to flow,
Neither age nor pain will end this dance.
We danced yesterday. We danced today
We’ll dance tomorrow, this dance of life
Bad years are few—but we took that chance –
Your true commitment never fails
because you dance with a patient heart
You love me the way I am – I know
Always have – right from our first dance!
In the stillness of the night, you hold me
For always – I want to dance with you
Devotion and love are ours – it’s true ~
A life time of memories stir from within
Our dance is still to the highest degree
Because I accepted – and you danced with me.
dANcE
© Chrissy Siggee – 2018
Dedicated to my husband of 37 years. Always the romantic. Always in love.
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The heavens are ablaze with orange embers
Splinters of steel-grey clouds pierce the radiance
Wisps of haze emerge like smoky smudges
Summer’s twilight heat affects the changing light
Fiery reflections shimmer against the fading hues
Like a fire in the sky, the sun melts into the horizon.
© Chrissy Siggee
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A moment of joy
and a note to sing—
or a tender kiss.
A whisper of peace
and a soothing voice
with a gentle hug.
A lasting hope
and a caring heart—
the softest touch.
An endless faith
and a treasured gift
that lasts forever.
© Chrissy Siggee 2017
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There was a young man called Bill,
who lived in a town near Broken Hill.
He often dreamed of buying a yacht,
and thought he would name it Hotshot.
Instead, he inherited a windmill.
Chrissy Siggee 2020
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Blue skies, gentle rains
Summer’s sun sweltering heat
Hot days – sticky nights.
© Chrissy Siggee – 2018
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Rhythm of the rain gently declares its message,
Its gentleness soothes my soul;
Silent birds make known the impending cooler day—
I snuggle deep beneath the covers.
© Chrissy Siggee
Birds Silent
Crickets pause
– just stillness
A distant rumble
drip, drip, drip,
Leaves dance – puddles form
Refreshing, soaking
Splash, splash, splash,
Fading light – gloomy
Dark clouds melt
Soft breeze stirs
– sounds return
© Chrissy Siggee – 2018
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A camel that couldn’t blink,
had eyes that were yellowish pink
but being a smart fella,
he bought an umbrella
and married a lama in sync.
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Dawn illuminates the sky
caressing the trees
Songs of the birds fill my ears
and slumber from my eyes
The crispness in the air
awakens the senses.
© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
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fading cries of restless birds
linger in the cooling air—
quietness rests like a gentle hug.
© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
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Beautiful colours
delicate yellow petals
sunshine and roses
new buds already to bloom
green foliage dance in the breeze
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Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.
Mantled in whispers of cloud,
Little white dove blissfully endowed.
Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.
Softy embracing a heavenly tone,
Fly little white dove in skies unknown.
Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.
Little white dove rise beyond the dance,
Through the power of a rhythmic trance.
© Chrissy Siggee
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Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.
Mantled in whispers of cloud,
Little white dove blissfully endowed.
Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.
Softy embracing a heavenly tone,
Fly little white dove in skies unknown.
Rising, falling,
Gliding, flying.
Little white dove rise beyond the dance,
Through the power of a rhythmic trance.
© Chrissy Siggee
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