Best Quaint Poems

Beholding aspirations of the marigold sky I sailed
As hushed purple dawn was rising above the bay
Glinting platinum hued tides bouncing off the quay 
While the boat turned, in quandary of the unknown,
Cognizant that discarded memories had returned
To quiver bruised emotions on gold dusted ripples. 

Was...

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Nothing stirs the blood more than lies


I stand upon sacred ground of honor
Defend the truth with my soul's honest sword
I'll hold character before dishonor
And cut away at any lies discord
Face with an angry voice, all lies that creep
That hides inside minds of a human throng
Who...

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The summer breeze whispers goodbye
 As leaves quiver to its mournful sigh
 Beneath a somber platinum sky
 The perfume from jasmine drifts by

 Autumn's quaint allure belies its sullen mood
 Keeping its poise as seasons unfold
 It's "indian summer" days are winter's prelude
 Caught in...

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it's like a norman rockwell photo
this quaint little town not far away
where white picket fences stand
banners and flags wave in the breeze
every lamppost tells a tale
of their proud, unforgotten heroes
 faces and stories reclaimed
on the same streets they once roamed
it's a happy little town
that bleeds...

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An ivory castle of delightful dreams
that holds on the memories of lost love.
            A token of remembrance, a golden requiem
              ...

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On the celestial equator she sits.
     A splendor to the zodiacal constellation, she is due south.
As starry as he can be,  Ursa Major (The Big Dipper) is 
     her neighbor.
As her picture unfolds, a spike of...

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Follow the flame of quaint yesteryears.
Turn on your mind and look around the room.
Imagine tepees, dirt floor cabins
speaking history of honeysuckle blooms.

See the Lakota do their Ghost Dance
by the quaint fire of the moonlight.
See the hearth in the slave quarter,
where they sleep from their daily...

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Sarah’s ruby lips were all of a quiver
when she spotted Ted down on the quay
To a platinum blonde he would deliver
a gift Sarah is not yet meant to see

‘Quaint Roses’ is Sarah’s favorite perfume
she’d seen it listed on Ted’s credit card receipt
Sarah’s in a quandary,...

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momma socked it to
harper valley P.T.A.
dont ya remember?...

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Quaint Island home

I adore my quaint Island home
Where the blue sea stretches for miles
On verdant hills I often roam
Strolling through lush meadows and stiles
 
City life does not attract me
I adore my quaint Island home
It’s a place I’d love you to see
On golden sands I...

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Space cadets moon
Howling in the night
Why is this apple green?

June 16, 2017
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Poet and saint Dunstan was great, pushed in a cesspool.'
He arose.' He survived he was no fool.' Archbishop  He would be'
Counsel to Kings. Often gave he! humble yet strong he
Ordered lexicons studied songs, grabbed Satan's nose; with
Hot tongs.' From his cell of five feet...

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Quaint
Unique
Isle
Engages
Thoughts...

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The cauldron sizzled when she added stink wood twiglets

threw in an old sandal and stirred the pot in elegant poise

When she stoked the fire by the quay of mixed pleasure

the platinum boiler outshone the lighthouse and gave hope

to pirates who filibustered merchants high on foul...

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I am alone in this wolflike world
Holding, grasping, hoping, praying
My life's worth immeasurable to me
Yet alas my notions are considered quaint
Outdated if you must, 
Yet is there a time limit on values?...

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