A Little Birdie Told Me

11/28/2000 11:38:22 AM

I know a secret
And I'm not going to tell
Nobody knows what it is
I can keep a secret well
I promised I wouldn't say a word
No secret from me you'll wring
I don't care if you beg at all
And bribery won't do a thing
I can't give you even one clue
I'll tell nobody you see
I only heard it today
A little birdie told me

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

Just a bit of fun writing for children.

Rachelle Wiegand	rwpoet@home.com		11/28/2000 12:40:40 PM
Janine, I love this!! Rachelle
Philip G Bell	philip@bell-redbourn.freeserve.co.uk		11/28/2000 12:56:28 PM
Not even Bribery? Not even Chocolate? LOL Its great! Philip
Pamela Drapala	pdrapala@juno.com		11/28/2000 1:07:12 PM
cute, cute, cute : )
Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		11/29/2000 5:26:09 AM
This one is fun! It reminds me of kids guessing games.
APoetsPerspective			12/7/2000 11:35:17 AM
What, a wonderful poem, a cute graphics, and you leave us hanging? Maybe somethings just shouldn't be resolved? - john
Sue Allie	bttfly9@yahoo.com	www.geocities.com/bttfly9/	12/8/2000 2:11:44 PM
Short, sweet, cute and whimsical!

A Gift of Words

11/9/2000 10:03:51 AM

When I create a story I paint it with words
A colorful injection of nouns and verbs
But it's not until I start to write
Whether it be with pen or electric type
The tale unfolds with a life of it's own
And even to me the plot's unknown
Excitement prevails
My creative juices flow
From out of the depths of my mind
The literary winds blow
A birth of a new born
The first step with one word
Adolescent growing pains
Scrambling eagerly to be heard
Words are a gift of imagination's jubilee
Writing embossed for all eternity

By: Janine Daniel

Heidi Johnson	savannah_rose9@yahoo.com		11/9/2000 1:09:00 PM
bravo...bravo...encore!
Rachelle Wiegand	rwpoet@home.com		11/10/2000 12:49:49 AM
Excellent, Janine!!
Patrick Mpedzisi			12/4/2000 10:24:44 AM
A gift of words, you definitely have...:o) Patrick
Shannon Wendler			12/10/2000 2:29:04 AM
Oh this is lovely Janine. A gift you do have. Very creative and good imagination.
Philip G Bell			12/10/2000 2:32:10 AM
Write some more darn it! Oops am I allowed to say that? Janine I am a huge fan, even if I don't always say it! Philip
Janine Daniel			12/10/2000 2:34:22 AM
I won Poet of The Week - December 8, 2000 at Literary Angels Poetry club with this poem ... :o)
Shannon Wendler			12/10/2000 2:36:38 AM
Congrats! To Janine! We had a lot of outstanding posts this week. But I think Janine posted a poem that captures us all so well.
Maxine Transue			12/10/2000 2:38:13 AM
congrats Janine ...Maxine
Jeff Brock			12/10/2000 2:39:28 AM
Congrats. Well Done!
joveac			12/10/2000 2:41:17 AM
G'donya mate. How sweet it is.
Rachelle Wiegand			12/10/2000 2:43:03 AM
Congratulations, Janine! Wonderful poem! ~Rachelle~
Pamela Drapala			12/14/2000 7:33:46 AM
Congrats! Great poetry from a great lady. Pam
Shiela			4/4/2004 10:04:52 AM
That's excellent Janine. Thanks for sharingb :)
Carla			4/4/2004 10:07:05 AM
I'm impressed. My son writes poetry too, but his is so morose that I don't even want to read them. I don't know where he gets it from, because my husband and I are upbeat, joking type people.
Clint			4/4/2004 10:22:33 AM
That was gooder.... I really like that..Thanks.

A Flight of Fantasy

7/13/2000 2:11:03 PM


One night while I was walking,
I stepped around a tree,
I saw a young centaur dancing,
She was very close to me.

Silently I held my breath,
I didn't want to scare her at play,
She pranced with the night moths,
Didn't see me or run away.

I stepped on a twig and it crackled,
She looked up at me with a start,
I held my breath and tried to stop,
The pounding of my heart.

She neighed and stepped towards me,
Held out her hand and smiled,
"Come dance with me", she beckoned,
"I'd love to", was my reply.

Together we played, laughed and sang,
Until all the stars faded from the sky,
"I have to go!", we said in unison,
Laughed, hugged and waved good-bye.


By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

A pure flight of fantasy.... or is it?

Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		7/13/2000 8:22:39 PM
Your poem certainly makes it seem real. You have such an imagination for the small details that bring a story to life!
Sue	bttfly9@yahoo.com	http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Garden/9843	7/14/2000 9:29:41 PM
Can I come and dance and play too?
Philip G Bell	philip@bell-redbourn.freeserve.co.uk		10/12/2000 11:21:06 PM
Aw, sweet horsing around in the moonlight :)
Minnetta David	thespences@sympatico.ca		10/12/2000 11:25:12 PM
I love both the graphic and the poem...the poem really adds to the graphic. Well done!!!!!!!!!!!! Minnetta
Kathy Reid	kathy_ried@yahoo.com		10/12/2000 11:33:12 PM
You have a style all to your own Janine. It looks Awesome! Kathy
Christie Leigh	christie_leig68@hotmail.com		10/13/2000 6:48:58 PM
I like this Janine! The poem and the graphic go well together.
Joveac	judico@home.com		10/14/2000 3:26:37 AM
Great poem and picture! I especially like the black fore-ground, as it were lol. This offers an almost space like quality and reminds me of the constelations. Wonderful contrast to the rest of the picture. Keep up the good work . Good fortune, Good drawing, G'Day, Eh ? joveac

A Dark Pirate's Cave

6/16/2001 6:23:31 AM


In a dark, dark cave
On a foggy beach
Right on the stroke of midnight
Voices I could hear and digging below
A band of pirates led by one I know
That darstardly pirate Blackbeard!

"Put ye backs in it ye lazy lot!"
Echoed words from the depths ........
"Ye dig like women!" he ranted and roared
"Ye'll be the death of me yet!"

I stopped and listened to his raucous words
Then crept along in the dark
I wanted to see these pirates of old
I always heard they were colorful and bold
But I got the shock of my life!

Ahead of me and just to the right
I saw an eerie sight
Blackbeard and his men were transparent to me
Ghosts digging for all eternity
Alive again in the night

I hid and I waited until it was quiet
Then I crawled from behind a rock
The ghosts had gone and I lit a torch
Searched and scraped and looked all around
Until I knew that I had found
The buried treasure spot


By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

My third attempt with the Dark, Dark Cave topic, writing for children.

Daniel A. Stafford	aqmstaffo@mailbag.com		6/16/2001 7:19:43 AM
Janine, remember telling us out here in cyber-land about spinning a yarn? Here in the States, we have a similar tradition - ghost stories spun 'round the campfires. It's tradition to take turns around the fire when camping at night to tell a ghost story each. This would be great for a campfire story!
guardianofthenight			8/21/2005 10:58:46 AM
ARHHHHHGGGG.......(did I spell that right??) I reeeeeeeeeeeeally like this one Janine. You do have a way with writing fantasy poetry! I love the ending in this, QUOTE I hid and I waited until it was quiet Then I crawled from behind a rock The ghosts had gone and I lit a torch Searched and scraped and looked all around Until I knew that I had found The buried treasure spot What a tale you told! whoo! ~Amy~
eternity7112			8/21/2005 11:01:09 AM
Puuuuuuuure magic. Janine this is a wonderful tale. Written with fine detail and really opens the readers mind to a whole other world. WELL DONE. Shannon
lhrdina90			8/23/2005 5:28:19 AM
Janine, I found this to be enjoyable to read. I do like pirate stories, and this one's a nice one to fall into and feel as though one is there... good job with this... always enjoy reading your work.. Lori

A Cry From My Heart

6/25/2000 12:57:20 PM


I've found the one I've been looking for all my life,
How I am when I'm with you feels just right,
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined...a person such as you.
You say you love me...I sigh, I say, 'my sweet man I love you too!'

I'm crying..................

Oh my aching heart,
I know now it's not to be......
We're too far apart!

GOD give me the strength to see this through!
I must give back your heart...it belongs to you.
Temporarily I held you in my arms,
I close my eyes...
A tear slides down...onto my fevered cheek...
Oh, my heart is broken,
You see...I know that for you she has spoken!

I watch you my love,
Torn between two beating hearts,
Yes.... my sweet man,
I've known about her from the start.

We both believed love would find a way,
Our dreams were that we'd be together some day,
But when I see you ripped apart,
And trying to do what's right...it breaks my heart.
My darling one, the man of my dreams....
Please listen to me!
'I love you so much' and that is why ........I will set you free.

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

Whoever said love was easy?

Sue	bttfly9@yahoo.com	http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Garden/9843	7/14/2000 9:36:14 PM
Love is never easy and is something you have to keep working at. I see it as a forbidden love to rob what is anothers and truly believe it was never meant to be.
Donna Levitt	donna879404@go.com		10/6/2000 12:46:29 PM
OUCH! the title fits on this poem. It is truly a cry from the heart. Excellent writing Janine. Donna
Philip G Bell	philip@bell-redbourn.freeserve.co.uk		10/6/2000 7:25:47 PM
Sad but wonderful poem. Philip.
willie h warren	williehw@earthlink.net	x	10/28/2000 3:52:43 AM
Hello Miss Janine, Such is life I suppose,Just a kiss and a rose. A great poem, I feel 100% sure you enjoy a wonderful life.If you step back and accept your many blessings.You know the old tried and true saying;Things are never so bad that...I see your Karma being a positive force for you the rest of your natural life.Enjoy. Love your work. I tiptoe in and out of your site Often! Sorry that's the way I am, I'm working on it. I know I never speak when I am there.I learn when I am there also. May the Father of us all continue to smile on you...Have a GREAT day.I'm out...Williehw

A Cry From My Heart - Re-written

7/24/2005


A Cry From My Heart
--------------------

Standing underneath the same moon
Remembering how we were this afternoon
And thinking of things that were left unsaid
Watching you walk away instead

I knew I'd found the one I'd been looking for all my life
And how I was when with you felt just right
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined a person such as you
You said you love me, I sighed and said, 'my sweet man I love you too'

Now I'm crying..................

Oh my aching heart
I know now it could never be
We're too far apart

GOD give me the strength to see this through!
I gave back your heart, it belongs to you
Temporarily I held you in my arms
I closed my eyes
A tear slid down onto my fevered cheek
Oh, my heart was broken
You see..........
I knew that for you she had spoken

I watched you my love
Torn between two beating hearts
Yes my sweet man
I'd known about her from the start

We both believed love would find a way
Our dreams were that we'd be together some day
But when I saw you ripped apart
And trying to do what was right, it broke my heart
My darling one, the man of my dreams
Our love will always be there
Underneath the same moon
But it cannot be so please listen to me!

I love you so much and that is why ........
I set you free.

©Janine Daniel

By: Janine Daniel

Author's Comments

I re-wrote this poem and adapted it to fit the rules of a competition I am in.

It's purely fiction and doesn't apply to any situation in my life. When I posted it originally in here people were very kind and concerned for me and for this I say thankyou and that even though the situation wasn't real you cared enough to comfort me.

Comments
lhrdina90			7/25/2005 3:38:37 AM
Janine, that is so sad it broke my heart just reading it, {crying) there is nothing like cleansing the soul with a good cry. Lori
crazyacet2			8/2/2005 12:05:26 PM
I must agree with Lori on this one Janine. It sounds as if you found someone wonderful, and trust me when I say, that losing someone like that, for whatever the reason is never easy. Harder still is it to write about something with so much passion. A good write. Then again, I have come to enjoy your works, you truly are a gifted person with words. Thanks for sharing. Jared