Best Quaintly Poems

NOTE: Just had to bring ol' Barry T. back. As you may remember, he's deffo not a Poe fan, what with his classic poem The Raven portraying ravendom as nothing but a bunch of dimwits who can only say "Nevermore" over and over. This is...

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A tribute to young daffodils 
   may grace the poet's page:
new grass, full streams, or nesting larks,
   as Spring takes center stage.

To write of faith feels natural
   when pondering creation -
to render praise in poetry
   with words...

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Flings and wings and rings rejected…
 Cupid’s arrows fly deflected…
“It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind”

Penciled lines drew cruel conclusions
mocking mirror’s cracked illusions…
Sometimes, in time, I hang awhile, reflected in her parting smile

Drifting wan, below unheeding
worried, wounded suns...

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Lived it
Like a daydream 
Sunlit!

Faintly
Floated - Befell
Quaintly.

A note
Scented in love
She wrote.



Maurice Yvonne
11~28~2014
Sponsor: nette onclaud
Contest Name: WHISPERS OF A MUSE ...

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Wood Hills Creek

All is quaintly quiet on Wood Hills Creek
The day after Christmas a silence unique
No shaking hands or exchanging of smiles
Only symmetrical snow as it pleasantly piles

All is fractal frost on Wood Hills Creek
The air chilled and damp a barometer bleak
No warming of hands...

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Pardon me Quaintly,
my DEAR FRIEND...
For how would you feel,
If I brought the End?

My eyes are empty,
and my soul is Black...
Nothings to living,
there's no coming Back...

Everyday,is a waste,
I waste my Breath...
I await the call, 
from my friend DEATH...

His presence, I've found,
I know he's near...
I'm ready to...

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though I cant remember her face
the love still penetrates
with the radiance of suns, and the cadance of tons
of the rhythym of heavens embrace

though I cant remember her voice
the emotions still lift with a hoist
strong vibrations through ether strive to hold all together
and take aim toward...

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    "Highlights of New Jersey"



New Jersey is quaintly known as the Garden State for fun
with sandy beaches kissed by ocean waves beneath golden Sun
amusement parks and midway piers stream wooden boardwalk
arcades offer magic machines with flashing lights that talk.

boat rides on blue...

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Could it be?
Can it be so?
A place for me?
Does anyone know?
Where can I see?
Which way do I go?

I could land upside down
After falling through a rabbit's hole
Zero smiles turn to frowns
Everyone in their own control
Odd makes the most wonderful sounds
Causing greater difference to be their...

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Epigrams

Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that every leaf must finally fall,
it’s just that we can never catch them all.

Piercing the Shell
by Michael R. Burch

If we strip away all the accouterments of war,
perhaps we'll discover what the heart is for.

Epitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael...

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The little pygmy named Pixie Poggly was quirky queenly quaintly and quickly, but rarely ever really did much can't you see.

Until one day, a raunchy rascal quaintly and shrewdly, Skinny and slippery that he was, came out of the foggy, smoggy, Smokey, sparsely woods to...

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Rainsoaked fields,pastel green,
perennial impressions of country scenes.
Shire counties cramped and compact,
neither temperate,changeable and in exact.
Seasons merging into one,
winters' mild,summers of sometime sun.
Ancient,historic and quaintly modern,
pub-grub,village greens and cricket squares sodden.
Precedent law,judged by our peers,
diverse opinions expressed sans fear.
Reserved,resolved and resolute anglais
a national flag,in April its...

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THE DISTRACTED SCHOLAR

Across the page in gothic script
Your clever hand has made a word
It gently sits upon my ripped
Peace like a singing bird

The word is proof you’re in the world - 
I touch the page, it whispers faintly
With your voice, when the questions hurled
Against what...

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My unusual physical appearance 
Was enhanced by a striking thinness, 
And enormous long-lashed blue eyes. 
Less charmingly, I was also the kind of 
Deliberately malicious little hooligan
Who'd remove some periodical 
From a neighbour's letter-box
And then mutilate it before reposting it.
The sixties' famed social and sexual...

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Teardrops of dews glistening
Breaks the days of dawn
Caterpillars shedding shells of cocoon
Awakening with yawns

The little fairies quaintly appear
Dancing their favorite dances, all the day long
But, where do the butterflies dance to
When the sun hides her head...
And the days are shamelessly gone?

They fill up my gardens
Frolic...

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