Best Quinine Poems
Body Wise
...Vitamin D for you for me
Sunlight and air; both still free
Quinine in tonic water clear
Filters blood in hearts so dear
To exercise in many ways
Four good steps to enrich your days.
©Joe Mave......
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Categories:
quinine, health,
Form:
Rhyme
A Kiss So True
...That tender sweet kiss,when our lips first touched
frozen in time forever
never be repeated.
That first touch of your lips was like Quinine
still carrying bitterness
wish you never touched ......
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Categories:
quinine, lost love, love,
Form:
Kimo
My Attic Treasure Trove
...26/2/2012
By Sashi Prabhu (zeauoxian)
Contest: treasure trove
Austerely laid my eyes firmly on my garden far side
Tattered page piles, from my attic treasure trove, littered outside.
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Categories:
quinine, lost love, love, nostalgia,
Form:
Couplet
Metaphoric Tissue Paper Cuts
...Obscurity's trenchant
sorrows blotting
tissue paper cuts,
tears aptly smeared
in hidden fears of
first dashed allusions,
darkly flippant metaphors
sans pass......
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Categories:
quinine, allusion, conflict, metaphor, muse,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Wormwood
...Palm fronds clatter
in a Santa Ana wind
and I am bitter as quinine.
Leaves furl
as the dead hands of summer
and I am bitter as wormwood.
The sun could burst in my anger,
leaves its fl......
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Categories:
quinine, anger, break up,
Form:
Free verse
Entrapped In the Space Between the Nib and Quinine
...trapped in the space on a bard’s nib we slept,
Hibernated, slumbered and under the quinine stains we wept,
Yearned we did to spill ourselves on paper,
Bard he caged his thoughts and emotions for lat......
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Categories:
quinine, life, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme
Restless Nights, Restless Pen
...lichen heart,
of mossy bones,
kerosene humors in burning veins;
this anxiety in the night;
like walking wounded,
needle toe,
jumping at the squeal;
ink well vertigo,
dark in the blacklight......
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Categories:
quinine, confusion,
Form:
Free verse
Eric
...it will not stop for a day,
My heart beating for you,
Even when it fails, i will hit the sense into it
And in......
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Categories:
quinine, autumn,
Form:
Free verse
Thru a Paroxysm of Tears
...Thru a paroxysm of tears...
I inconsolably wept a river of sorrow
starkly aware alienated daughter(s)
implacable woe sundered fatherhood
yesterday, today and tomorrow.
A series of unfortunat......
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Categories:
quinine, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Bards Thoughts
...Slept and slumbered under the quinine stains we wept,
On a poignant bard’s weary nib we slept.
Yearned we to spill on to paper,
Him caged sore thoughts for later.
Weeping words we lay fo......
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Categories:
quinine, introspection, life,
Form:
Free verse
Weeping Words
...On a bard’s nib we slept,
Hibernated, slumbered and under the quinine stains we wept.
Yearned we did to spill ourselves on paper,
Bard he caged his thoughts and emotions for later.
Late......
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Categories:
quinine, lost love, heart, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
Three Frogs
...Jerk-Jerk, Double-The –Dose, and Quinine too,
Are three frogs that all like to go fishing.
They were away from the pond they live on,
So they all were just hoping and wishing.
They wanted to go......
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Categories:
quinine, animals, children, funny, fish,
Form:
The Enemy At Close Range
...
The enemy at close range
Loyalty sold for a piece of meat, a coin or a good dose of gossip
The enemy at close range
A friend with evil intentions
Searching for loopholes
......
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Categories:
quinine, best friend, betrayal, evil,
Form:
Free verse
God Will Win
...In La Crosse we see it's not very pretty; a goliath is towering but Altman is gritty'
The numbers are stacked the way I see, but number One can make your enemies flee
I'd faced the foe five weeks i......
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Categories:
quinine, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Confession of a Killer's Killer
...I killed a killer this morning!
I gorged his eyes out with my naked hands
Counted his teeth one by one
Like pebbles on a plastic platter;
Belched after I drunk his cold blood
In a home-made che......
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Categories:
quinine, society,
Form:
Ballad