Best Quintain (English) Poems
In the Sun's Last GlowOn her terrace where she once had viewed a crimson field,
she stands recalling heroes who were battling their foe.
She still can feel the terror! How her poor heart reeled
thinking of her lover fighting on the field below,
with others on that plain bathed red as the...
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Categories:
heart, lost love, may,
Form:
Quintain (English)
She Wept In Languished MoanShe wept as they buried her one true love.
Each day thereafter she brought him a rose,
the flower she knew he was fondest of.
Her grief unbearable, beyond repose.
What pain and suffering his death bestows.
Nothing prevented her daily visit.
She didn't want him to feel all alone.
When beside...
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Categories:
bereavement,
Form:
Quintain (English)
A Flower BloomsWhile traveling ‘cross such harsh terrain
left parched and barren from the sun
and weeks without a cooling rain,
I saw a sight that left a stun
...
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Categories:
beauty, flower, inspiration,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Dear QuintainDear Quintain, how beautiful you are,
allowing us to paint the spacious sea or sky,
landscapes, or nights’ celestial bodies beckoning from afar.
Even when my quill is running dry,
with you along, my thoughts are sure to fly!
For all I need to do
is let you slip inside,...
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Categories:
nature, poems,
Form:
Quintain (English)
When Life Gets RoughHere's a fact, life is no bed of roses.
It has a habit of knocking us down.
Whatever injustice it imposes,
Welcome it! Don't let the world see you...
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Categories:
faith, god, inspirational, life,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Wonders of WinterLook up! Snowflakes appear in streetlights
Hear children cheer as snow days are announced
Watch the powder fly during snowball fights
Listen as faith through joyful hymns is pronounced
Join snow angel brigades while on wintery landscapes we pounce
Walk...
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Categories:
happiness, love, winter,
Form:
Quintain (English)
December MagicFrost crisped, the lawn remained
beneath the frozen dew.
Water dripped to ice as gutters drained.
The cardinal bids the day adieu;
the winter storm has left a gelid view....
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Categories:
nature,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Christmas
She arrives with a mystic charm
Gliding in on silver moon
With a peaceful vibe that oft disarms
As words of praise in yuletide tunes
Echo where the stars are strewn...
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Categories:
december,
Form:
Quintain (English)
In a Field of Gold“We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we lie in fields of gold.” - from Sting’s Fields of Gold
One day in a museum, my mind on an old flame,
I found myself mysteriously being led
to a field of gold depicted within a gilded frame.
In...
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Categories:
lost love, nature,
Form:
Quintain (English)
The Curious MoonA young man leads his girlfriend to a tree
one sultry summer eve as night is looming.
the branches of the old oak form a canopy
under which he leans in for a kiss, assuming
his new love also feels their romance blooming.
The pretty girl is innocent and shy,
but...
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Categories:
love, passion, romance,
Form:
Quintain (English)
If This Is My Last PoemIf this is my last poem, a masterpiece it will not be,
nor a poem of sorrow written deep into the night.
No self-recriminations or guilt. That is not me.
By nature I’m a sonneteer. My poetry is light.
A song of happiness and gratitude I’ll write.
As imperfect as...
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Categories:
blessing, life,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Reaping and RelishingREAPING AND RELISHING SAPODILLA PLUMS
Reaching out towards freshness all ripened,
Holding onto huge branches hovering high,
Not bothered about tan getting deepened,
I hand pluck lush naseberries straight from the sky;
Savouring sweetness with a satisfied sigh.
2nd August, 2017
...
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Categories:
fruit, health,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Choirs Sang In Ardent VoiceIn dawn's aura, mountains glistened with snow.
Rooster's crowing proclaimed the break of day.
December's frosty winds began to blow
as clouds shadowed a sullen shade of gray,
and serpentine ripples flowed on the bay.
Dimmed were rays of light from the sallow sun
when for a while its beams had...
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Categories:
christmas, god, jesus,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Winter Chickadee
Outside my window lives a chickadee,
he loves snowy green pine,
and has a family of about twenty-three;
he loves the snow and falling snowflakes divine,
and each morning the whole family sing for me.
Sometimes they scatter on clamous whirling wings,
off to a park nearby,
my heart is sad...
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Categories:
bird, winter,
Form:
Quintain (English)
The Rudiments of WingsFor holding things, two arms have we -
two arms with hands with which we have been blessed.
Two only – we’ve no need of three.
Two arms to reach with or to cross beneath our chest,
and in two arms of someone special we can be caressed.
Although with...
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Categories:
angel,
Form:
Quintain (English)