A Quiet Girl

She was a quiet girl

With poise of one much older

Not prone to sudden outbursts

Her emotions were steady and even

Petite and slight with hazel, green eyes

She was shy and demure though quick and bright

Her hair cascaded dark around her shoulders

With bangs cut straight across her ivory-complexioned forehead

Freckles were sprinkled lightly across her nose and cheeks

Which the sunshine deepened the hue

During summer’s heightened heat

She loved to while away long hours

Daydreaming and reading books

Mostly about other children

And the interesting paths they took

Imagination was her best friend

Thoughts-of-fancy was her close second

These two accompanied her through childhood

Offering hope, optimism and trust

 

Red-headed bird in a plum tree

Carries greetings and good tidings–

An award for the poet’s rally!

Many thanks and much gratitude–you put a smile on my face!  I would like to nominate Tally.

http://promisingpoetscafe.wordpress.com/2011/06/17/the-perfect-poet-award-week-46/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. Must have been a loving person close by to help direct her thoughts and to keep the TV off. lol

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  2. jgavinallan

     /  May 17, 2011

    During summer’s heightened heat…
    Beautiful picture…so sweet…as so many girls love to do…reading and writing is such an escape.
    Very sweet…I loved it.

    Just plain lovely

    Jaye

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  3. Seems to me that the “Quiet girl” has a very promising future. A very nice write. Vb

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  4. what a poem! very beautiful and sweet. loved the way you described her (yourself?).

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  5. A lovely tribute to this exceptional quiet girl 🙂

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  6. The quintessential little girl. Perfectly lovely, Gayle. Thank you. I like this. 🙂

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  7. Reminded me of me when I was a little girl, whiling away the hours, lost in my books. Nice job! Happy Rally!

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  8. TC

     /  June 3, 2011

    A simple, lovely poem. I’d like to meet this girl!

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  9. To take those lovely descriptive phrases, write them in their linier perfection, and then link them, one after another, flawlessly in a poem is a wonderful accomplishment.

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  10. Such a lovely poem, I described myself in a poem some time ago I really enjoyed your descriptions. Beautiful you are!

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    • Thank you very much. Of course this was me as a child–perhaps I should update “me” to the present.

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  11. Quite good with some really nice descriptions. Imageries included.

    Regards 🙂

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  12. you make her real,

    she loves books, how cool.
    😉

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  13. I love reading a poem that can take me back to my own childhood. I love the feelings of pure, innocence, sweet, and plain happiness that your poem was able to pull out of me. Lovely poem.

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    • I’m glad I was able to return you to that innocent, sweet time, Olive Tree. If I was reading a book–I was in pure happiness.

      Thank you.

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  14. jgavinallan

     /  June 3, 2011

    Hi Gayle:
    I saw so many comments today on this. I reread it.
    Lovely…oh how I think it is so much a memory of a few years before.

    Jaye
    xoxo

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  15. D

     /  June 4, 2011

    I loved how you described yourself (it’s “you” who’s the quiet girl right?). I saw myself in the last few lines, especially this part: “She loved to while away long hours//Daydreaming and reading books.”

    🙂

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    • Yes, I’m that girl–even still pretty quiet. : ) I’m so glad you enjoyed this, D–thanks for your visit.

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  16. …gives me such a peaceful feeling…fills with hope and light…thanks for sharing, Gayle.

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    • Thank you, Yelena. I clung to those books like an oasis of peace–they really helped. I’m glad you got a peaceful feeling from this too.

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  17. I think this is a childhood many of us spent, buried in books.

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  18. A very brilliant snapshot of a person. Its says so much without the need for too many words. I loved it.

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  19. Sounds like someone I would have liked to know.

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  20. Great poem, brilliant imagery. Reminds me of myself (the nose in the book, certainly not the gender or temprement [once I bother to add my view]). Loved the shape of the poem, was that planned or did it just fall in place? Amazing poem.
    The Lonely Recluse.

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  21. a happy snapshot

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  22. Mmm, I don’t know what to say. It’s lovely but more than that it… wakes up emotions. Nostalgia. Sounds about right. Truly one of my favorite poems read today. Great job.

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  23. I can picture that quiet, thoughtful girl. Growing up with a vivid imagination and flights of fancy, I think she’s not changed much. She still has a compassionate heart, a vivid imagination, thoughtful comments, and a wonderful way of putting her poems together.
    Thanks for sharing.

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  24. everything is done perfectly,
    smiles.
    Thanks for the acceptance and nomination.

    🙂

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    • I’m glad I got it together and kept to the rules! I appreciate your patience with me, Jingle.

      Thank you for all you do–it’s my pleasure to accept.

      Love and hugs…

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  25. jgavinallan

     /  June 18, 2011

    Gayle:
    I just reread this. I don’t know why. I think it is that the Quiet Girl is so wonderful. so very wonderful…thinking of you and family

    love
    Jaye
    xoxoxoxo

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    • You are so very sweet. Thank you, Jaye.

      Everything is fine–I’ve sent you an email today.

      Love and hugs,
      Gayle

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  26. Lovely expressions.

    Congratulations on receiving the award!

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  27. Very well described. They say write what you know, and it was a wonderful picture of you in a younger time. 🙂 Btw, grats on the award!

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