Quintain Poems

After the rain

After a rainy night, the sun rose shining bright.
Trees glistened and lush grass so full of dew
Oh, how beautiful the vale now seen in a glorious sight.
A small rill tumbled down the hill and no wind blew.
Mossy growths...Read More

(a friend of mines son died some years ago while out with his dad working on the rubbish truck)..

IF HE STILL HAD A VOICE..
The day the angels came, i didnt then know why,
Untill i saw my fathers eyes, as he...Read More

Lift ev'ry voice and cry
While all our children die
Raise up the deaf'ning sigh of misery
Let all the people hear
With ever-sharpened ear
How we have lost our dignity and pride
Long ago, we had community others desired
Long ago, we had prosperity to be...Read More

   
I admit….
(Sicilian Quintain Form)

It'd be tough to accept; still, I'll confess;
as relation can't build on lies; can't cheat;
No, from you I'd not like it to suppress,
Admit I love him a lot. Never treat
as refusal; don't like you...Read More

Awestruck, rendered speechless
That is the effect he has on me
Piercing eyes, tender smile
My brain function has suddenly ceased
That is what happens when he looks at me

Longing, wanting more
I can never get enough of his aura
Craving, holding on
Fear gripping me like...Read More

 
The garden lush and fresh with flowers in every hue,
oh, how you loved to play and rest yourself in shade;
I buried you in your sweet cat place with flowers blue,
how, I wept upon your repose until the stars did...Read More

What is love? Is it loving? Is it making love? Is it feeling? No, it's simply being.





Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex...Read More

The hour was late, the house was still,
Time to go to bed,
Time to stop stuffing my head
With another McDermid "Tony Hill."...Read More

How calm and serene is the blue lake today.
In delight over the surface, some breams jump high.
From afar I spy swans gliding my way,
Warm sun invites birds to fly up in the azure sky.
Beneath a tree, my love rests near...Read More

The English are civilized with their tea.
So let’s run over there. What do you say?
They invited you and probably me.
Lemon my favorite but yours Early Gray.
Terrific way to spend part of our day.

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her beautiful hands will always remain
a memory, unblemished, full of delight
doubt if our family will ever regain
the completeness before that horrible night


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"Burdensome beauty"* -
No, the phrase is not mine -
Pulchritude as duty?
Yeats' words most acutely
A simple truth define.

*From "Broken Dreams"...Read More

Where beauty leads,
Less favoured will follow,
A lovely face feeds
Our aesthetic needs,
But ungracious words are too hard to swallow....Read More

Terrorism is not to blame,
No use ramping up security,
And it is not a war game,
The rules cannot possibly be the same:
We are fighting fire in all its purity....Read More

The dulcet larks in oak trees bring a smile
On cue, here comes the sun melting the grey
I walk you down the garland-bordered aisle
So Mom and I could (quote) 'give you away'
One poem ends and one begins today
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Darling of the sea darting in and out of the reefs with passion and glee.
Laughing at dangers, daring oily sharks to try and capture or eat her.
I smile at my mermaid cousin, whose attitude is loose and free.
She has such...Read More

These quiet tides of wind and wave
Skies that meet in the dance of water and sand
Take my breath my lifted weight be enslaved
To the bounty of beauteous life so grand
Drifting so vain to the vale of graves


January 7, 2020
Writing Prompt-English...Read More

I wrap the darkness 'round me like a quilt

     As questions bay like hounds at my belief

       And tho' the tears are poison, dearly spilt

     Those...Read More

WALKING IN MY GARDEN

When I walk through my garden late in the day
I hear the drone of a buzzing bumble bee
What wonders I see as I go on my way
And baby birds cheeping in the old oak tree
Yes, those are...Read More

I weather over my soulmate’s grave with my frosting tears.
Creepy creeping cemetery is the pewter home for my heart.
My soul seeps as a shawl around his headstone for years.
Our chromatic couple connection remains even apart.
True love rings as bells under...Read More

there are heights i've reached, 
words i've practiced and preached-
but inside my soul searching
is nothing but an eagle perching;
i have written my will...beseeched

words of love and loss prevail,
in my reverie of death i sail-
the pebbles along the ocean
show my depth...Read More

Before  the Roman legions carved a road
This stallion coursed across the chalk ridge brow
Unharnessed, free or by a king bestrode
Like wave traversing grassland free of plough
It still pursues its quest yet even now


Note: This is the oldest of the...Read More

Celestial gifts these memories we’ve stored
Slow walks on wave-caressed and sun-warmed sand
As crimson, umber, mauve cascades are poured
Extravagantly all across the land -
An art show best encountered hand in hand.
...Read More

 Winter leaves us shivering, and leaves trees bare
 As we await the cherished spring
 Snow is everywhere
 And upon the branches snowflakes cling
 As silence becomes frozen on the wing

 Spring brings to trees their leaves of green
 And...Read More

    
   RAIN IN SUN
                    
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