Minuets Poems | Examples

Golden Glimmers of the Sun

*Playing around with Alliteration


The sun softly shimmers with gold glimmers  
Sanguine sunsets dance marvelous minuets 
Before falling abed, he briefly bled 
for having to close his eyes
beneath stunning skies when daylight dies 
Revived, reborn each misty morn 
With radiant rays, he deftly displays 
his fading luminous light in flourishing flight

Fall Rhapsody

Rhymes in Nine 2 10-11-24 Rhymes checked with www.rhymezone Picture #4
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Fall Rhapsody

Fall rhapsody to BEGIN, TOLD IN scarlet tones,
A SERENADE for strings in a PARADE of russet GOLD hues -
A JUBILEE for acorns and for oaks in an autumn harvest JAMBOREE.

Maple LEAVES BLUSH in SHEAVES of firelight crimson choruses
Courtly LOVE sung like minuets OF twilight THRUSH vespers
MERRY harmonies of CRANBERRY aria odysseys.

Trees FESTOONED in UMBER pantaloons cast off MAROONED melodies
Twilight breezes FAN a cinnamon TAN pup in SLUMBER -
Orange opus CALLS when fall RECALLS harvest harmony.

Three Legged Table

10-31-23
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Three Legged Table

Above the polished face of the petite gueridon
A crystal chandelier sparkles in dreamy hues
As one candlestick flickers in perfume,
One red rose dreams of minuets, 
Upheld by gilded caryatides of innocence, 
Draped maidens and daughters of Athens,
In salons where graceful reveries
Twirl in graceful circles
Around the teapoy’s edge.

Unmasked rhapsodies
Shimmer with the indelible mystery
Of one fleeting ambrosia midnight,
Glowing in an amber flush of reflection 
With bittersweet rondos,
Immanent in lacy silhouettes
Of dulcet invitation,
To swell in crescendos of shadows,
Dancing butterflies mirrored in the table’s face.

Halcyon

Halcyon – 10-6-23
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Halcyon

Across the still and placid lake
Halcyon drifts
 In misty cloaks of tranquility
   Stitched with twilight patches of contentment,
Bits of unbound moonlight
Bow 
      In courtly minuets
           On adagio waves
Then lightly skim the face of the shore
 With twilight fragments
   Of fading mauve
As velvet vespers of soft chimes
Calm the ghostly wraiths of torrid afternoons
           With dusky balms,
To slowly stumble into mantles of lavender’s eiderdown 
  Wrapped in shawls of gently rocking barcaroles
As doves and nightingales
 	Sing remnants of dawn and dusk
                 Into lyric seams of rounded swells 
Capturing serenity in the cloth of fading light
 Shedding calm shadows on untroubled waters.

Chalice of Night

Open lotuses of purple and indigo hues 
casting spells beneath lawny skies of midnight blue  
each brilliant star more sparkly then the next by heaven's roam;  

Like shooting fireflies and minuets of silent reveries,
the neon fairies claim the quiet waters of the Thame,  
as lilies glide inside slow gentle rain ....
Opuses of art in natures private Cul de sac
water vessel of grace, incumbent chalice of the night 
undulating sinuously towards the evening light 
none can duplicate the beauty of, your even flow;
 
Who knows who knows which way the gale winds blow 
but this I know,... no never have I seen
such incandescent fiery light, cleaving at the cusp of night. 

January 20, 2022 
Sponsor	Chantelle Anne Cooke
Contest Name	The Chalice of Night

Sunset Shimmers

The sun softly shimmers with gold glimmers  
Sanguine sunsets dance such marvelous minuets 
Turning ruby red, he briefly bled 
'neath stunning skies, it seems as though daylight dies 
Revived, reborn each misty morn 
With radiant rays, he deftly displays 
Dawn's luminous light in flourishing flight 


 
December 3, 2021 ~ Alliterisen 2 Contest  
 Photo #3  ~  Sponsor: Joseph May
Syllable Sequench ~  10-12-9-11-8-10-10
Syllables verified on HowManySyllables
Rhyming verified on RhymeZone

Night To Morning

Night…to Morning
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Very often, 
my night hours
Keep awake,
Keep their occurrence
Until morning’s rise,
Keep their words 
Under darkness…and
Their poems wait,
Disregarding
Inspiration from
The luminant moon
In favor of the sun’s 
    birthing day.
I keep my sleep’s 
    dreams abloom 
In the acres of 
    gently waving,
 Vibrant yellow,  
Billions of sunflower
Petals
Opened to extend
    their beauty into the
Summer’s minuets —
Moving silhouettes —
Along the horizon…
So, so clear, even
To these sleepy eyes,
Through these 
    glistening tears.

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(c) sally young Eslinger 9/8/21
Thanks be to God

Fake

fake
I snuck into the party with an ID I hastily made
and stumbled, out of step, into the poetry parade.

In this beautiful country club, I'm surrounded by my betters.
I wave my kindergarten rhymes to show the men of letters.

In the echo of the learned men who came this way before me
I hear the patterned minuets, that if followed, lead to glory.

I chafe in those traveled ruts and I long for something varied
and I hope to spark a unique verse, between school and the cemetery.

The Midnight Man

The midnight man always looked up at the clock before he went to bed he fed his flock. When midnight came he looked up at the stars, two minuets later it started to rain. His binoculars all wet, his shirt now soaked, when he went to his garage, he grabbed his boat. He took his boat out to the water and moments later the rain was calmer. After his boat ride he looked at his watch, wasn’t paying attention and dropped his squash. The midnight man was very obnoxious, was very energetic and very anxious. The next hour came and midnight began, he looked at his clock and said let’s do all this again.

Autumn Dances

Autumn Dances

Autumn dances lively minuets,
A kiss of frost upon her cheek,
Joyful celebration dance
With twirling scarlet leaves –
Amber autumn calls,
From orchard fields,
Take her hand -
Come and
Dance!

Waiting

A -lmost time for us to leave for dinner at Rubens
B -een almost thirty minuets since she went to get ready
C -an there be something wrong in there?
D -on’t know what she’s doing in the bathroom for so long
E -ither she has an upset stomach or has fainted
F -inally I see her coming down the stairs
G -etting her wrap, worth the wait

I Remember

I remember how it is like to be in kindergarten
When life was easy and I never worried
About how they thought of me or the pimple on my forehead
Whether I was tall enough or short enough
I could walk up to anybody and we would be friends in a matter of minuets 
There were no mean girls and bad boys
Nobody complained about seeing each other in our stained clothes
Or our yogurt covered faces
All we had was time to play with each other
Climbing up the jungle gym or sliding down into mud puddles
We would swing high on the swings to see who would go highest.

How I miss those days
How I miss the mind of kindergartner that I had
If I could have it back indeed I would
The mind that cannot hate or envy
That does not know what revenge is.

Xanadu

(An ABC)
Always Be Cheerfully Dancing
Even Foes Get Happy Insides
Just Kissing........ Long Minuets
Not One Personal Quirk Resides
Smiling Taken Unto Vest
With Xanadu Your Zest

The Volunteer

The call goes out, the horn it sounds.
                   Someones fight for life begins uptown.

         Most of us hear that horn from the safety of our home,
            not giving it a thought as it bellows out it's tone.
 
         But for a certain few, that sound means so much more.
    It's someones cry for help and that quick they're out the door..

      For their the Volunteers and my respect for them immense,
      when their out there fighting fires, no matter how intense..

                        The screeching of a wheel.
                       The sound of breaking glass.
                        Your entombed in your car 
                and you think that breaths your last.

           But a few minuets pass , as the roof it's cut away.
             You hear a friendly voice assuring you're OK. 
 
       They say our countries values , have gone a bit astray.
        I say that isn't true for volunteers are born each day.. 
 
         So if you hear that horn as you go about your way.
   Please take a couple minutes and Volunteer yourself to Pray...

There Seems a Different Place

There seems a different place

Ever quiet from all despair

A sun that shines immortal

A night that is so fair

Forgetting all razzled minuets

Forgetting all earthly cares

There is a silent spring

Flowing water and fresh air

Brilliant are the florals

The cottage on the way

Where the hare eats tarots

In the beauty of noonday

Hearing a squirrel chatter

The cat just lays in vain

There is a distant place

Come where peace remains

Come friend beholding

A place called kingdom come.

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