Best Quatrains Poems

One day out in the country I was led
by an old pathway to a hidden place
with honeyed scent from a wild garden bed
where ruffled blooms reached toward the sky with grace.

My spirit lifted too from sheer delight.
Dew glistened on each sweet pea’s pretty head.
How beautiful...

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The winds were loudly whistling,
Blowing the trees’ leaves all around;
God sneezed and misty rain fell to the ground;
In an instant, blades of green grass began to glisten.
 
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Summer Quatrains – Swap Quatrains 6-19-24
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Summer Quatrains

Silk ribbons of ice melt into wellsprings
With jubilant serenades, heartfelt,
Frozen heartbeats freed from rime flow on wings
Into wellsprings silk ribbons of ice melt.

The brooding nimbus bows to solstice’ clouds
Dandelion days doze in clover now
As the Dayspring moon chants reveries...

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I love to swap things with my friends.
	Today I’ve got a recipe
	to offer you. Please send me yours.
	Let’s make some “soup” with poetry.

	You must have fourteen cups of fresh
	strict meter. Just one brand will do;
	that’s iambic pentameter.
	For spicy sonnet flavor, you

	add just a pinch of...

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Whenever I see a young man
Proudly made of steel
I wonder at the young woman
Sure to make him kneel

Wherever I hear a young man
Loudly praise his great deal
I ponder if a young woman
Might make much of his meal

Whatever a young man 
Gladly claims to bear his...

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Each time you call my name I seek
the feeling of your gentle kiss,
I hear your voice, it makes me weak.

In love's embrace yet still I miss
the caress from an angel's lips,
my mind needs more than parti pris
to lose my heart to love's eclipse.

You touch my...

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(a poetry collection)

for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi

… illusions don´t matter when you see the best of yourself reflected by the beloved in the 
garden pool of your affection…

* * *
… your ocean reverberates in mine, the terror of darkness in...

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To me, verbal Apology is only inflated pride
The good people don’t call for apologies to deride
Bad people  for base vantage may go on their knees
Verbal apology is only inflated pride, to me.

Torment none, repent for past and dread for future
If you think you've erred,...

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(a poetry collection)

for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi

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Third Leaf: "Mavi" (Turkish for 'blue')

We love dreaming hallucinations
of ivory towers out of fear
of tumbling truly asleep into visions of
doghouses and nightmares of
Tinseltown-Princesses
falling in love with the dog in the backyard…
* * *
Alexander… they...

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(a poetry collection)

for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi

… the mind within mutely knows that much of love´s pain is not surrender, but self-infliction, 
yet willingly surrenders to a blindfold worn above a knife thrust into the heart…

* * *

… in vain,...

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Four-lined Stanzas - my Quatrains by design.
Interwoven A-B-A-B- the rhymes.
Ten syllabically are read per line.
Written -- nature, sullen, and benign times....

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From A Dream, Three Quatrains Gifted


The Searching

I went forth into the windy forest
Through thistles, thorns and falling day
Crossing umber meadows and flowing stream
Forever seeking that which hath fled away.


The Flying

I went forth into midnight sleeping
From spinning cloud to cloud I fled
Far below, slow breeze comforted...

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Three French quatrains, Translation of Etiemble’s Trois quatrains français  by T. Wignesan

Fly …fly !

For Sylvie (Etiemble) on the occasion
of commencing primary school

All cats are school-goers
watching a fly fly
but the teacher caught the fly:
one should seize the collar.

						October 1978

1.	Narcissus

For Sylvie who came late to the...

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(a poetry collection)

for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi

… you´ll find yourself through the agony of giving birth to your friend, brother and lover, the 
same blood throbbing to the same pulses through the same veins from the same heart 
making love...

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Quatrain 1
Sitting alone at nadir in serpentine sloth;
it is placed on the breeding typo.
A slight failure comes out of the emptiness and makes
successful that which should not be believed in the rain.

Quatrain 2
The worm in the head is placed in the mind of the typo's...

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