Best Quartet Poems

homemade scarlet string 
    light Aroma 

mottling Degree 
  burning 

autumn Leaves – 
   with nymph flapping wings 

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I was driving home late one cold Winters night
It was minus ten and the moon shone bright
Then in my car headlights a young girl I...

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THE JEWELER’S LATHE

Summer’s last rose
After many admiring morning visits
And with nature’s rusty brown and gold 
Surrounding, drawing comparison,
Becomes even more pink and beautiful

Being aware as...

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It'd been one of the most bizarre days; downright crazy
so I had a martini, maybe four, so things got kinda hazy
I fumbled in my wallet...

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Quartet of phone wires,
Tall birds grouped higher or low,
Mozart or Chopin?...

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Business is booming and there's no end in sight, Death came to a huge 
decision tonight.

He called in his partners Pain and Sorrow and said...

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My grandmother used to bake pies 
in the kitchen where I lived as a boy. 
She would spend all day mixing 
   ...

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I saw a cat quartet within my dodgy dream,
Sorta started worryin' that I'd gone off the beam,
Really began to wonder if my mind was gettin'...

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Used on Poetry Soup 6/13/17

Summer’s Songs

The rumbling bass of thunder,
A beat of light, a roaring rain,
Zinnias are spreading and waving
Glory colors once again.

The low viola...

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THINGS WITH STRINGS

Spider's web, strings of stars,
a weaver's loom, and old guitars.
Balls of yarn, and DNA,
string bikini, and crochet.

Cats cradle, spools of thread,
Tails on kites,...

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Nature’s Music Box

The sun will rise to a symphony
As nature conducts her song,
The peaceful waves start to dance
And the seagulls sing along.
The man on the...

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… I Awoke to  A Classical, Pearl Ensemble
A String Quartet’ Upon My Pillow
Your Bass, Echoed – like an Ocean-Rumble
‘… I Love You …’ Plucked...

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The waters trickling under the
crossing bridge grows ever dormant

And on the one and only discernable
route into this village languishing beneath
there is a old rickety swinging...

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BIO MODIFIED - SOUTHERN GENTLEMAN

Southern
Being courteous, sentimental, compassionate, helpful to others 
I love Jesus, Southern Gospel Music, and Family
It is my plan to buy a...

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I never liked the smell of lilacs although they were always
your favorite flower.
When did you stop bringing them home?  I never noticed, 
Wish I...

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