Summer Couplet Poems

Bonnie Brown was in love with Charles, like black pearl clings to night,
So young and engaged to be married, like myriad stars, shining white.

They were...

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Mary Fletcher was prime minister in olde England, like fondest memory,
Of days when the twilight stood still, with silver moon, floating on sea.

Mary Fletcher was...

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The elderly Elmer Brown dwelled alone, like a solitary tree on a hill,
Loving quiet, glazed life still, in burgundy, sunset moments of until.

A widower, Elmer...

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Isabel was the youngest of four children, dwelling in a large old house,
Nestled under the burgeoning oak trees, in green spring, of no doubts.

Isabel's parents...

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Suzie lived next door to Tom, and their families were the best of friends;
Like toffee clouds, chasing rainbows, once the blue storm wildly spends!

Tom and...

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I, too,
wish to carry a bullet
for the ducks flying through snow.

I, too,
want to live under neon lights—
blue light still my closest friend.

I, too,
take cold showers
until...

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Violet Smith lived in Center Kingdom. Her neighbors were Jack and Jill;
Like orange sun, of a pink morning, when it's just peeking over blue hills.

With...

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“If we sit down and gently gaze at a butterfly
With a tranquil mind and calm spirit free from stress
Like happiness, it may come and rest...

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In a kingdom called Vividale, long ago, lived a loyal knight, Sir Andrew,
Famed for turning the tide in battles, and none of the tales were...

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Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus,
Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies,...

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Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains;
Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains.

Mark had a shiny, toy...

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Yet, I do know a little of the law:
For all its forms but fortify from flaw.
To that which renders beauty must it serve,
Nor from this...

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Therefore, for all seasons shall ye be,
Nor winters wild, nor summers only see.
And, therefore, shall the gods again as one,
Rebuild what ruin this time of...

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    O, how my sensitive soul writhes 
        as I struggle to tithe
  ...

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Our Seasons hold knowledge of life and death-
from new Spring to Winter- in every breath.
Through Summer, Fall, Winter- never forlorn
since they know again- Spring will...

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