Hints Poems - Poems about Hints

I catered to the sudden hints of memories the sullen notion that thought had occurred somewhere during the balance of quiet emotions I'd remembered traces of heaven that bestowed a calmness reaching over the crowded thinking why I'd even began to whisper beyond what was to become after withering mental cavities an yet the mere...

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To please Lady Muse, all my heart to bare, I tried invoking her with chiselled verse, That, the pure pleasure of my pen’s all hers, Yet, left I was at blank paper to stare. I sought some odd words archaic and rare, And tried to paint the bleakest face of woes, Which, often a...

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Driving to the country, There was a surprise - Hints of orange trying Autumn on for size. Green is still prevailing; Summer’s hanging in, But some leaves are taking Fall out for a spin. Chilly nights are coming, With them Nature’s tints. Soon there will be orange, More than just as hints....

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when we were intense we had been living in tents with all their extents having high expense with huge head that became dense not making much sense much intelligence from sinning which way prevents need a few more hints James Thesarious Hilarious Horn RiverSea Plantation Bolivia, NC...

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"Bitter truth remains bitter, can be sugar coated but underneath it is all the same." If I could predict, The happening, Going to happen, I would hadn't done this. If I could change, The past, Which has happened, I could redo it all over. If only I got, The calings beforehead, The callings of future, I could have save the day. But the reality, Which remains, And will remain, The same...

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I can hear the wind making snowballs fading leaves crisping chattering acorn crazed squirrels a soft rustle of chilled bird feathers I can see low hanging branches offerings to short nibblers the beginning blush of a Red Maple the edge of the day creeping closer I can feel the excitement of distant V’s chittering sparrows at sunrise scampering squirrels school bus arrivals the hints of fall gently claiming its season John G. Lawless ©9/30/2022...

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Hints of you wandered about amidst the uncharted places expected to detour emotional haste borrowed from a time where morale sat on a shelf of self doubt while you employed balance I craved difference growth quite in tuned with your mental wrath beneath the tarnished silver spoon you seemed to covenant so well an yet I sufficed the after math as the...

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Hints of Autumn The air kisses night with a chill As if summer forgets herself In scarlet sunsets reveries And ignores crickets whispered hints. Summer days grow shorter still as The air kisses night with a chill When seconds race against the sun Bearing clues of gold autumn tide. Misty veils hide her fading smile In amber red instead of green The air kisses night...

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Hints of Autumn are as subtle as the crops awaiting harvest. And nights darkening earlier, after the dog days of August. Changes are hard to recognize; hints of Autumn are so subtle. Like the pumpkins turning orange under leaves of emerald green. And maple trees changing colors, although October feels far off. Hints of Autumn are so subtle that the public pools haven't yet closed. There are...

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As lonely sighs drift across the mountaintops Mists linger ‘til midmorning, caressing trees It's evident that the temperature slowly drops, For a chill is accompanying the August breeze. Slight hints of color nestle in along the crown As lonely sighs drift across the mountaintops A few leaves, growing tired, are drifting down For autumn leans heavily on August’s props. Predicting summer’s sodden humid...

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What gave me away? Was it my sway? Or my long limber limbs Like glasses with broken rims? Oh sure, wind has its way with me, But broken or uprooted, I’ll never be. Neither short, not tall, could be my description. My strength and elasticity, a better depiction. Cry me a river is your first hint, And for the second; I’m easily bent. Not a...

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winter drops hints in the pre-dawn hours slick surfaces frost-covered windshields last night's drunks frozen stiff carted off to the morgue...

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When I was young, my Grandpa sometimes used expressions that seemed corny at the time. “The Lord gave you two ears, but just one mouth” revisits me each time my face turns red because I used my mouth more than my ears. Fast forward fifty years. It’s very late. My aging bones won’t get the rest they crave until the lines my...

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I feel it in the morning dim, when I head out to drive to work, a bite of chill that saps the vim, tough now it seems just a flirt. Again, when I drive home later, auburn fringe of a maple tree, soon to attract the spectators, from the dull steel of the city. I spot it in a gaudy sign that advertises back-to-school, weighs...

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Pastel colored emotions Tangerine flavors too Misty blue soft notions Many shades and hues Sweet and salty delights Candy pink colored love Dream shades at nights Fluffy clouds from above All words lavender teases Tickling my mind with peach Yellow color surely pleases As pale green thoughts reach My mind dancing in tints Multi colored sun rays All spring colored hints The sights of springs days...

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