Elga Haymon White has written short stories and poems for as long as she can remember. The fourth of nine children born into a southern minister’s family, she was called upon by her younger siblings in various ways: “Read this story to me, please,” “What does this poem mean?” or “Will you read this book to us?”
Always an avid reader, a good writer and a person who loved poetry and books, Elga would sit on the floor, gather the children ‘round her, and read, “this story, that poem, or this book,” to them.
“At least,” Elga confesses, “that she kept her brothers and sisters out from under Mother’s feet!”
Writing for children has always been one of Elga’s dreams. Several years ago, she wrote short stories for her great-nephews, great-nieces and great-grandchildren, and gave them as Christmas gifts.
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My work can also be found on Poetry Highway.
Poetry Highway has recently published several of Elga's poems for everyone to enjoy. We encourage other to do the same...submit three poems to firstname.lastname@example.org and if one or more of your poems is chosen, you will receive a printed tabletop book of poetry published by them. This is an incredible offer, as not only do you get your poetry reviewed but you receive a lovely book in return.
Below are two poems submitted to Poetry Highway by Shadow Wood Writing Studio:
AWE AND WONDER
Come... Come, My Love, My Fair One... Come away with me! Let us discover the Wonderful World of Life and Love Together!
You are my glistening Dewdrop that kisses lips of velvety buds upon magnificent reds, sunny yellows, majestic purples, blushing pinks and lush greens in My Garden of Dreams.
I will be with you as each New Day is Dawning. You are my Ray of Sunshine at Noon-Time... my Twinkling Star in the Hazy Twilight... my Golden Orb in the Indigo Sky at Midnight.
I will be with you as you skip through the tall grasses with gentle breezes playing in your hair ... when you find a Lucky Four-Leaf Clover... blow Furry Thistles from Silvery Balls... Where the airy thistle goes... Nobody knows!
At your Heart-Breaks... I will be there. As Spring Showers wash away your Tears and a Colorful Rainbow appears -- I will be there.
Ah! The Awe and Wonder of Life... the Awe and Wonder of Love!
Discovering the Beauty of Life and Love... Through all the Awe and Wonder of Living and Loving... I will be there.
Elga Haymon White
ALWAYS... FOREVER REMEMBERING...
Like a whimpering child in the dark of night, I awake, think of you and... cry.
I await your familiar footfall, your gentle 'rap-rap' on my door. Alas! Neither your footfall nor your 'rap-rap' have come to my waiting heart.
I remember your tender embrace. Then, suddenly... crushing me to your bosom. Your wildly beating heart -- racing to the ends of the earth -- daring to be free!
I remember your lips pressing softly against mine. With a burst of unbridled passion you sent my soul soaring into ecstasy.
Then... you were gone, leaving me with a broken heart. Always... forever remembering those precious moments we spent together.
Could I ever forget? No! A thousand times... No!
If ever you are free -- free to love again -- It would be easy to love you. I shall never give up being with you -- Someday... it will happen.