Hint Poems - Poems about Hint

The secret hint I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot the heroine in the plot had no **** and wore an evening dress with aplomb She had not sat on a carpet in the forest of spring where the animal of love roams is green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring cat...

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a hint of mist rising off the lake ~ in hesitation AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 13, 2025...

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She gazes past the golden fields beyond the wheat that summer yields above the solitary oak, so still where a lazy hawk, with circles fill. He feels the drifts in windswept skies her soul goes drifting, by and by she’s carried from her lonely bed to fly away, no fear or dread. And when the moon at night alights her...

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Written: May 6th 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's tough to revel in delight, but I grew! Dreams rouse me, not in an aphonic view. Nature provides her bounty every day, I extend my hand and grasp her sway. I perceive my youthful self in that...

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She wrote down “Erin go Braugh or go home It was the beginning of her St Paddy’s day poem A couple of eejits were staring at her now Her corn beef and cabbage was fully a wow! She took another bite and pointedly did not speak. She looks Irish to me, said one. His name was Zeke. The other guy came...

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Aspects and expectations of color, be amethyst, be the best, reenlist, sensory seizes sparks stimulator. Be lavender and sweeter, forever, be cerise and release your masterpiece, aspects and expectations of color. Be amber then enter to surrender, be tourmaline, my dream still-ravish-cease, sensory seizes sparks stimulator. Be sapphire and satisfy the desire, be white in your flight and be the moon's cheese, aspects and expectations of...

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What do think of Gay Pheasant, the Lord, she asked me. Meg had apparently invited him to her afternoon tea. He is a bit persnickety and prissy I said to my cousin. Meg is always being sought by suiters, sometimes a dozen. He seems to like me Meg told me, I can kind of tell. I could see that she...

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Hued hint of autumn I descry, as cotton cloud fleet floats away across end-summer sapphire sky, beguiled birds bathe in the blue bay. As the meadow gets shades of fawn, hued hint of autumn I descry. Spectrum spills from palette of dawn, as fall’s footfall looms on the sly. From sun-burnt tawny trees leaves fly, gilded with blazing gold donned...

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Everyone talks about money laundering. I often wondered what that meant. So I found out from a good source, the internet. There's alot of information on the subject, if you just search. An example goes something like this.., What if an elderly man had thousands in his bank account and some of those thousands disappeared during his relationship with...

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The heart of autumn pulses deep Through gauzy veils of morning’s mist Late summer’s lust shimmers on leaves A pilgrimage of birds ascend Summer’s blooms put her seeds to rest The heart of autumn pulses deep Bronzed flowers border the...

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Time is precious do not waste it. I watch the swifts circling to leave, the rhythm of nature moves on and evening is drawing quickly. There is a dampness in the air. Time is precious do not waste it. I pull my scarf closer to me and enjoy the last of the light. I walk past the fallen chestnuts just ready...

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Nature’s handiwork God designed Showcasing wondrous color blends Foliage of amber, crimson, brown Radiates transformation grand. Evoking awe for masterpiece Nature’s handiwork God designed Midst pathway carpeted with gold Welcomes blessings* heaven bestows. Assured with gracious beauty wealth Exuding peace and bliss sublime Nature’s handiwork God designed Inspires hope kindling hearty mirth. Faith soars toward fortitude height Thanking* omnipotent Maker Gripped by Autumn’s magnificence Nature’s handiwork God designed. *Ephesians...

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Are you chameleons, dearest leaves? Stealing colors of amber, like thieves; Hiding pure gold dusts within, sometimes, Putting on crimson shown like sun-shines...! Birds, dear, from for lands! Don't go away! You're nature's pleasure; kindly do stay! Nightingales, cuckoos, swifts, and cranes, Tell us, time-to-time, your inner pains...! Blackberries, rose-hips and crab apples, Laced with vivacious cocktail samples; Ivies,...

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When leaves in whispers say goodbye With a hint of autumn’s sun rise Once of vibrant life to mutate In combat with the chilling eve. Soon to waltz within heartless breath When leaves in whispers say goodbye From mighty mother trees shaking In fall’s perpetual cycle. No more gathering of morns dew Within the mist that spoils the view When leaves in whispers say...

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Oh goldenrod how bright your blaze though blooming sunrays bittersweet — your tint the hint of crisper days when dusk arrives on hastened feet amidst the green tall grass you gleam oh goldenrod how bright your blaze! gold dust the stuff of Nature’s dream rich sprays of flame the monarchs praise a beacon’s beam in humid haze a rocket flare in atmosphere oh goldenrod how...

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