The Ballad of St. Joan:
A Cautionary Tale
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
Joan didn’t want to sing next week.
What happened to free choice?
She didn’t need a chance to grow;
she had a perfect voice.
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Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.
The Ballad of St. Joan:
Rebirth
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson
Within the stone-cold reaches of his heart,
a red-hot revolution had begun.
The feeblest of stirrings was its start,
mere embers, kindled by another’s sun.
She tasted sweet as honey, deftly spun
his head around; oh yes, this was her art.
Taking the Pledge
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson
When I was small, I pledged the flag.
I said the words real loud.
I stood up straight and tall because
it made me feel so proud.
On Trees…and Me
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
My very best friend is a tree.
He lifts me up and sets me free.
In his strong arms, the sun draws nigh;
his leafy patterns paint the sky.
The Legacy of Heroes
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
image by Richard Sagredo on Unsplash
Today we celebrate our troops,
whose valor must be praised.
Our nation is the legacy
of heroes, born and raised.
All in the Family
©1993 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
I’ve got the nose of Uncle Gene,
the eyes of Grandpa Fred,
the mouth of Aunt Virginia, and
the chin of Cousin Ted,
A Song for my Mother
©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
What song shall I sing for my mother? What key?
Which chords own the notes that will set her joy free?
Was psalm ever born that could raise her hopes high
as the million bright stars she has hung in my sky?
My Mother Taught Me
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
My mother taught me how to play
each note to form a song.
She showed me how to hold the bow
and keep my down stroke strong.