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Eyes In The Night
A graceful panther lurks through the night
Invisible to us she silently glides
Her black silky coat shimmers in the moonlight
Only her eyes show up so bright
The rumble of her voice strikes fear in your heart
For you won’t see her coming
She’ll steal you from the night
She’s beautiful and intoxicating
She eludes all your traps
But you'll not escape
Once caught in her grasp
A beautiful animal everyone agrees
But up close you will find
She will humble you to your knees
by Shanice Thibedeau
| FLIGHT OF THE LOVE STRUCK FAIRY |
THE LADY HAWK |
THE GOLDEN WARRIOR |
THE MIRACLE OF A LIGHTENING BUG |
THE WISPY WIND |
| MY BABY IS HAVING A BABY |
A CLOUDY DAY |
THE DANCE OF THE FAIRIES |
A WOLF OF THE NIGHT |
Dreaming of... The Calm Just Before The Storm |
THE DREAM CATCHER | THE INDIAN MAIDEN |
Writing Is Soul Food
My poems mean a lot to me, for they come from the heart.
I write anything that comes to my mind when my emotions are high,
weather those emotions be happy or sad.
It can be very soothing to write down your thoughts.
Everyone should write down what they feel.
It is good for the soul, and you never know just what you will come up with.
Many of my friends say they can't write as I do, but I beg to differ.
I think everyone has a poetic side. And everyone has a different way of expressing that poetry.
I write about Dragons, Angels, Fairies, Firefly's I write about my children.
I write about anything and everything that you could imagine.
I hope you enjoy my poetry, and I hope you will come back again and again.
So come back and sign my guest book each time so I know you were here again.
Please leave your web site address so I can return the favor.
Have a great day, and like I said, Please come back and see me again.
*Shanice*
The Spirit Hawk
I fly above the clouds and soar like an Eagle
The heavens are my only boundaries
But my home is in the Netherlands
My heart is full of love as I sail through the treetops
And perch myself upon the highest lovely branch
Each night I go into the heavens looking for my love
Not finding her among the clouds or in the sky above
She sings to me... I hear her in the wind
Where are you my love? I answer once again
As the night fades away and the sun is here again
I wake in the arms of my true love's grin
The sun's rays fall upon us and the warmth is far too pure
I kiss the one in my arms for I know that it is her
She is the one that lives here in my heart
For she is my true love and we shall never part
No matter how others come and go
They will not take this special love
That inside me still grows
I am the Spirit Hawk
by Shanice Thibedeau Oct/99
The Golden Warrior
The child was silently pushed afloat among the reeds so cold
As gaiters watched with hungry eyes yet did not break the waters
Mother sat ashore hands pressed to her mouth
To keep her wailing caught inside for her daughter's sake
Behind her, thunder-pounding hooves came the soldiers of the King
Closer and closer they do come searching for their child queen
The child's mother they did surround as her arm was held to her brow
To shield her face from their blades as they pulled at her shroud
The Kings eyes were all a blaze and from his side he pulled his sword
Then sank it deep into her heart no mercy did he show
The baby sailed away untouched by the King
This child queen has been spared though her mother has been slain
At last the chain has been broken the bloodline has been cut
There will not be a child queen sacrificed today
The King has been out witted his efforts have been lost
He will not dance and celebrate at this child's cremation
As he has 2 times 3 at her sisters slain
The child is now a commoner dressed in tattered rages
Just a common necklace hangs around her neck
She will not hold the title of her birth
A queen of royal blood she will not have her wealth
An unborn brother will take her place for the king has made it known
He will not step down for a mere maiden lass
On and on she travels by the waters edge
Right into the arms of a strong maiden warrior
The heavens smiled upon her and push the basket clear
Of the vicious gaiters lurking in the waters near
She has been spared to reign another day
For she will be the greatest warrior that ever walked the earth
The heavens marked her destiny and it will come to be
She is
The Golden Warrior
And will reign forever free
by Shanice Thibedeau 11/99
The Miracle of a Lightening Bug
The most beautiful thing…fly’s through the night
Blinking off and on…With a magical light
Like tinny little fairy’s…flying to and fro
All you need do…is look out your window
Stepping outside…and standing among them
You feel the fantasy…and can’t help but love them
I stand and watch in total amazement
At this little creature…and it’s mysterious flashes
I can’t believe…how magical they are
As I capture them in…a little jar
Keeping them only…for a little while
I open the lid…like a little child
Setting them free…I watch them flash bright
And smile as I see them…fly through the night
And again I’m amazed…at this tiny little creature
As I gently pick up…one on my finger
It’s body glows bright…as it lights up my hand
And I whisper to it low…you’re truly quite grand
As it gently flies off…I say to myself
The Goddess, must surely bless
These little Lightening bugs
Shanice Thibedeau 8/01
My Baby Is Having A Baby
My baby’s a grown woman
Though it seems just yesterday
I lay here just like her
Waiting for her, the baby I carried within
She makes me so proud
Not a tear falls from her eye
As the pain gets greater and peaks
She takes a deep breath and sighs
And waits for her little one
That she now carries inside
Then the last push is done
And out this baby comes
Just as beautiful as can be
A baby we’ve waited so long to see
She’s not all wrinkled and red
But perfectly tanned we believe
She cries and screams
At the nurses cold hands
As they work so quickly to clean
This baby of ours we patiently watch
And wait our turn to see
Though we knew not then
Alyssa was within
For we waited to see with surprise and glee
If it would be… a he or a she
by Shanice Thibedeau 2002
A Cloudy Day
While driving home—one might say
I was feeling a feeling of pure dismay
For all around me was a stormy day
But in the clouds I have to say
Were the most beautiful shades
From white to gray
You can’t imagine the beauty there
It filled my heart and banished my despair
I began to smile as I realized
Beauty is everywhere if you just open your eyes
For there were puffs of white and gray and black
Mixed together in magnificent contrast
It really was breathtaking it’s hard to explain
It was almost like love…
With a sprinkle of rain
Shanice Thibedeau 1984
The Dance Of The Fairies
Look out your window and you shall see
The dancing fairies at the waters edge
Look with your heart not with your eyes
And see their silhouettes
Dancing against the darkened sky
They dance with the fireflies
In the dead of night
Flying over the water
With their magical lights
They gather close together
When morning is near
When Fireflies and Fairies
Will all disappear
Shanice Thibedeau 7-2003
A Wolf Of The Night
She runs through the forest
Like the wind through the trees
Her sight and her hearing are heightened
For the quite of the night is on her side
And as she runs through the silence she listens
She’s the head of the pack
And has earned this right
Her strength and courage has kept her in tact
No other Wolf will challenge her might
For they can see in her eyes
The strength of her wit
Sharpness and cunning she stands on the cliff
Then raising her head the air she does sniff
With babies to feed she sneak’s down the hill
And captures her pray with the greatest of skill
After the feast of an unwilling doe
She settles down quiet with her darlings for now
With bright glowing eyes she searches the night
For predators like man, she’s ready to fight
Beautiful silver fur and big yellow eyes
She’s a gentle mother with her cubs by her side
They will learn from her of courage and strength
And howl in the night the songs of their birth
Shanice 7-2003
The Wispy Wind
The wind and rain come swirling down
And hit the soft grassy ground
And as the rain stops
You can still hear the wind
As it softly blows and sometimes spins
You can hear and smell the air that descends
As you listen and watch with a simple grin
For you're enchanted by it’s presence
The lovely and unpredictable
Wispy Wind
Shanice 7-2003
Dreaming of... The Calm Just Before The Storm
The soft pillow beneath my head
Feels like a white puffy cloud that you would see on a sunny day
A cloud as white and puffy as it can possibly get
Just before it starts to turn black and become a thundercloud.
I close my eyes and slip into an endless sleep
I begin to dream...
I dream that I am drifting far out to sea
The darkness engulfs me, prohibiting me to see any land in sight.
I float away in the misty fog of night.
The cool breeze of the open ocean blows against my face,
And I take into my lungs, the crisp cool air.
I am alone, forgotten
Lost in the endless ages of time
Yet, in my heart I feel as though I am surrounded with love.
Out there in the open abyss of night sky and moon lit stars.
I look up to the heavens; my hands and arms outstretched
Pulling in as much of the stillness and beauty as I can absorb
Suddenly, in the distance, I see the light of the sun
As it slowly begins to rise dividing the ocean from the sky.
Making it possible to see the beautiful array of thunderclouds
As they begin to cover the heavens.
In my dream, it is calm
And I can feel the stillness of the night begin to fade,
Just before the dawn
And though I am asleep, I smile...
At the beauty that surrounds me.
by Shanice Thibedeau 2002
The Dream Catcher
Dream Catcher, Dream Catcher, catch
me a dream
Follow me into the mystical stream
Where everything's
wonderful and not what it seems
But magically, mystically, wonderfully
free
You can sail through the clouds and over the moon
Under the sea and come out in your room
For you never go far with the Dream Catcher's web
It all will take place inside your head
Where fantasy and reality merge into one
And everyone's loved and no one's undone
For you can fly across fields and soar through the air
You can do just about anything with nary a care
In the Dream Catcher's web you'll always be safe
For she loves you and keeps you tucked in your space
All through the night till morning is near
Then she whispers…"I love you" into your ear
She helps you slide safely back into your bed
Then covers you up and retires to her web
She gently leans over and watches you sleep
While she hangs up your bad dreams for the sun's early heat
The good dreams stay nestled safe in her web
For another night's dreaming that yearns to be fed
She'll pull out a favorite and you'll dream it again
As she helps you understand the message within
There are Dream Catchers everywhere watching over us all
Just waiting to help us prevent a hard fall
So if you are happy with the dreams that you dream
Be sure that you bless
Each…Dream Catching String.
By Shanice Thibedeau Nov/99
The Indian Maiden
The Indian Maiden looked at the moon
And wondered where her brave warrior had gone
Was he looking at the same bright moon?
And was he safe and warm?
She dreamed he was with the Great Chief
And saw in her dream he was laden with pain
This worried the maiden and made her weep
And she could no longer rest or sleep
She went into the forest looking for her warrior
Though she feared the white mans curse
They seized her by the waters edge
And brought her to their camp
Tied and bound they laughed at her
For her eyes were filled with terror
But one white man entered the camp
And looked upon her with pity
He scorned the men for taking her captive
And knocked them to the ground
He untied the maiden and set her free
She was saved by this white mans hand
Untouched by the others
She thanked the Anciant Spirit
As she fled into the moon lit night
She ran through the forest
And could hear the cries of the wild
The owl’s great hoot and the wolfs howl
And the crickets singing their songs
Faster she ran through the dark of night
Till she found she could run no more
But to her surprise there in the woods
Stood her brave young Indian Warrior
The maiden cried with joy
As she kissed his dark red face
He held her tight and promised her true
He would never again
Leave her alone in this place
Shanice 9/04
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The Spirit Hawk
I fly above the clouds and soar like an Eagle
The heavens are my only boundaries
But my home is in the Netherlands
My heart is full of love as I sail through the treetops
And perch myself upon the highest lovely branch
Each night I go into the heavens looking for my love
Not finding her among the clouds or in the sky above
She sings to me... I hear her in the wind
Where are you my love? I answer once again
As the night fades away and the sun is here again
I wake in the arms of my true love's grin
The sun's rays fall upon us and the warmth is far too pure
I kiss the one in my arms for I know that it is her
She is the one that lives here in my heart
For she is my true love and we shall never part
No matter how others come and go
They will not take this special love
That inside me still grows
I am the Spirit Hawk
by Shanice Thibedeau Oct/99
The Golden Warrior
The child was silently pushed afloat among the reeds so cold
As gaiters watched with hungry eyes yet did not break the waters
Mother sat ashore hands pressed to her mouth
To keep her wailing caught inside for her daughter's sake
Behind her, thunder-pounding hooves came the soldiers of the King
Closer and closer they do come searching for their child queen
The child's mother they did surround as her arm was held to her brow
To shield her face from their blades as they pulled at her shroud
The Kings eyes were all a blaze and from his side he pulled his sword
Then sank it deep into her heart no mercy did he show
The baby sailed away untouched by the King
This child queen has been spared though her mother has been slain
At last the chain has been broken the bloodline has been cut
There will not be a child queen sacrificed today
The King has been out witted his efforts have been lost
He will not dance and celebrate at this child's cremation
As he has 2 times 3 at her sisters slain
The child is now a commoner dressed in tattered rages
Just a common necklace hangs around her neck
She will not hold the title of her birth
A queen of royal blood she will not have her wealth
An unborn brother will take her place for the king has made it known
He will not step down for a mere maiden lass
On and on she travels by the waters edge
Right into the arms of a strong maiden warrior
The heavens smiled upon her and push the basket clear
Of the vicious gaiters lurking in the waters near
She has been spared to reign another day
For she will be the greatest warrior that ever walked the earth
The heavens marked her destiny and it will come to be
She is
And will reign forever free
by Shanice Thibedeau 11/99
The Miracle of a Lightening Bug
The most beautiful thing…fly’s through the night
Blinking off and on…With a magical light
Like tinny little fairy’s…flying to and fro
All you need do…is look out your window
Stepping outside…and standing among them
You feel the fantasy…and can’t help but love them
I stand and watch in total amazement
At this little creature…and it’s mysterious flashes
I can’t believe…how magical they are
As I capture them in…a little jar
Keeping them only…for a little while
I open the lid…like a little child
Setting them free…I watch them flash bright
And smile as I see them…fly through the night
And again I’m amazed…at this tiny little creature
As I gently pick up…one on my finger
It’s body glows bright…as it lights up my hand
And I whisper to it low…you’re truly quite grand
As it gently flies off…I say to myself
The Goddess, must surely bless
These little Lightening bugs
Shanice Thibedeau 8/01
My Baby Is Having A Baby
My baby’s a grown woman
Though it seems just yesterday
I lay here just like her
Waiting for her, the baby I carried within
She makes me so proud
Not a tear falls from her eye
As the pain gets greater and peaks
She takes a deep breath and sighs
And waits for her little one
That she now carries inside
Then the last push is done
And out this baby comes
Just as beautiful as can be
A baby we’ve waited so long to see
She’s not all wrinkled and red
But perfectly tanned we believe
She cries and screams
At the nurses cold hands
As they work so quickly to clean
This baby of ours we patiently watch
And wait our turn to see
Though we knew not then
Alyssa was within
For we waited to see with surprise and glee
If it would be… a he or a she
by Shanice Thibedeau 2002
A Cloudy Day
While driving home—one might say
I was feeling a feeling of pure dismay
For all around me was a stormy day
But in the clouds I have to say
Were the most beautiful shades
From white to gray
You can’t imagine the beauty there
It filled my heart and banished my despair
I began to smile as I realized
Beauty is everywhere if you just open your eyes
For there were puffs of white and gray and black
Mixed together in magnificent contrast
It really was breathtaking it’s hard to explain
It was almost like love…
With a sprinkle of rain
Shanice Thibedeau 1984
The Dance Of The Fairies
Look out your window and you shall see
The dancing fairies at the waters edge
Look with your heart not with your eyes
And see their silhouettes
Dancing against the darkened sky
They dance with the fireflies
In the dead of night
Flying over the water
With their magical lights
They gather close together
When morning is near
When Fireflies and Fairies
Will all disappear
Shanice Thibedeau 7-2003
A Wolf Of The Night
She runs through the forest
Like the wind through the trees
Her sight and her hearing are heightened
For the quite of the night is on her side
And as she runs through the silence she listens
She’s the head of the pack
And has earned this right
Her strength and courage has kept her in tact
No other Wolf will challenge her might
For they can see in her eyes
The strength of her wit
Sharpness and cunning she stands on the cliff
Then raising her head the air she does sniff
With babies to feed she sneak’s down the hill
And captures her pray with the greatest of skill
After the feast of an unwilling doe
She settles down quiet with her darlings for now
With bright glowing eyes she searches the night
For predators like man, she’s ready to fight
Beautiful silver fur and big yellow eyes
She’s a gentle mother with her cubs by her side
They will learn from her of courage and strength
And howl in the night the songs of their birth
Shanice 7-2003
The Wispy Wind
The wind and rain come swirling down
And hit the soft grassy ground
And as the rain stops
You can still hear the wind
As it softly blows and sometimes spins
You can hear and smell the air that descends
As you listen and watch with a simple grin
For you're enchanted by it’s presence
The lovely and unpredictable
Wispy Wind
Shanice 7-2003
Dreaming of... The Calm Just Before The Storm
The soft pillow beneath my head
Feels like a white puffy cloud that you would see on a sunny day
A cloud as white and puffy as it can possibly get
Just before it starts to turn black and become a thundercloud.
I close my eyes and slip into an endless sleep
I begin to dream...
I dream that I am drifting far out to sea
The darkness engulfs me, prohibiting me to see any land in sight.
I float away in the misty fog of night.
The cool breeze of the open ocean blows against my face,
And I take into my lungs, the crisp cool air.
I am alone, forgotten
Lost in the endless ages of time
Yet, in my heart I feel as though I am surrounded with love.
Out there in the open abyss of night sky and moon lit stars.
I look up to the heavens; my hands and arms outstretched
Pulling in as much of the stillness and beauty as I can absorb
Suddenly, in the distance, I see the light of the sun
As it slowly begins to rise dividing the ocean from the sky.
Making it possible to see the beautiful array of thunderclouds
As they begin to cover the heavens.
In my dream, it is calm
And I can feel the stillness of the night begin to fade,
Just before the dawn
And though I am asleep, I smile...
At the beauty that surrounds me.
by Shanice Thibedeau 2002
The Dream Catcher
Dream Catcher, Dream Catcher, catch
me a dream
Follow me into the mystical stream
Where everything's
wonderful and not what it seems
But magically, mystically, wonderfully
free
You can sail through the clouds and over the moon
Under the sea and come out in your room
For you never go far with the Dream Catcher's web
It all will take place inside your head
Where fantasy and reality merge into one
And everyone's loved and no one's undone
For you can fly across fields and soar through the air
You can do just about anything with nary a care
In the Dream Catcher's web you'll always be safe
For she loves you and keeps you tucked in your space
All through the night till morning is near
Then she whispers…"I love you" into your ear
She helps you slide safely back into your bed
Then covers you up and retires to her web
She gently leans over and watches you sleep
While she hangs up your bad dreams for the sun's early heat
The good dreams stay nestled safe in her web
For another night's dreaming that yearns to be fed
She'll pull out a favorite and you'll dream it again
As she helps you understand the message within
There are Dream Catchers everywhere watching over us all
Just waiting to help us prevent a hard fall
So if you are happy with the dreams that you dream
Be sure that you bless
Each…Dream Catching String.
By Shanice Thibedeau Nov/99
The Indian Maiden
The Indian Maiden looked at the moon
And wondered where her brave warrior had gone
Was he looking at the same bright moon?
And was he safe and warm?
She dreamed he was with the Great Chief
And saw in her dream he was laden with pain
This worried the maiden and made her weep
And she could no longer rest or sleep
She went into the forest looking for her warrior
Though she feared the white mans curse
They seized her by the waters edge
And brought her to their camp
Tied and bound they laughed at her
For her eyes were filled with terror
But one white man entered the camp
And looked upon her with pity
He scorned the men for taking her captive
And knocked them to the ground
He untied the maiden and set her free
She was saved by this white mans hand
Untouched by the others
She thanked the Anciant Spirit
As she fled into the moon lit night
She ran through the forest
And could hear the cries of the wild
The owl’s great hoot and the wolfs howl
And the crickets singing their songs
Faster she ran through the dark of night
Till she found she could run no more
But to her surprise there in the woods
Stood her brave young Indian Warrior
The maiden cried with joy
As she kissed his dark red face
He held her tight and promised her true
He would never again
Leave her alone in this place
Shanice 9/04
I would really love to hear from you, so please e-mail me.
shanice2006@comcast.net
And wondered where her brave warrior had gone
Was he looking at the same bright moon?
And was he safe and warm?
She dreamed he was with the Great Chief
And saw in her dream he was laden with pain
This worried the maiden and made her weep
And she could no longer rest or sleep
She went into the forest looking for her warrior
Though she feared the white mans curse
They seized her by the waters edge
And brought her to their camp
Tied and bound they laughed at her
For her eyes were filled with terror
But one white man entered the camp
And looked upon her with pity
He scorned the men for taking her captive
And knocked them to the ground
He untied the maiden and set her free
She was saved by this white mans hand
Untouched by the others
She thanked the Anciant Spirit
As she fled into the moon lit night
She ran through the forest
And could hear the cries of the wild
The owl’s great hoot and the wolfs howl
And the crickets singing their songs
Faster she ran through the dark of night
Till she found she could run no more
But to her surprise there in the woods
Stood her brave young Indian Warrior
The maiden cried with joy
As she kissed his dark red face
He held her tight and promised her true
He would never again
Leave her alone in this place
shanice2006@comcast.net