Beautiful Quintain (English) Poems

I’ve heard tale; Doc, told Wyatt he was an oak,
much the common; desire of common folk.
Fur, me and mine, such lies; out of focus.
May your...

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"Often, in moments sweet, Nature gives us a special treat" by poet

How often do we wish for Xanadu
The perfect place, our paradise at last
Forever sunshine...

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Tomorrow is a beautiful word
full of promises and meadows vast.
Today but a breeze that, when once stirred,
watches moments as they scurry past,
those that linger we...

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Autumn is the fall from life
Winter is the death of life
Spring the resurrection 
Summer is the life 

In the auburn  autumn there can be...

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A surprise snow coaxed night to rare twilight
snowflakes found leaves in quiet midnight air
I will forever remember this sight:
fallen snow--a gentle Christmas prayer--
and a hush...

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One summer eve and too fatigued to keep
from nodding off a moment longer, I
succumbed and drifted underneath a sky
of twinkling stars, and then when deep...

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I find beauty in the unkempt places ~~
Sticky beehives with perfectly formed combs,
A child's playground sea of dirty faces,
An overgrown garden with ugly gnomes,
Sagging gables...

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Red is in the flower beds of roses, petunias and carnations,
Blooms dream in magical moonlight, now that stars are out,
And permeate a deep, black night,...

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Snowflakes falling to land 
of the caroling, 
whiten the coats of man, 
as they're traveling, 
from door to door singing how Christmastime began...

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Moonlight snowfall captivates
Winter wishes swirl before my eyes 
Breathlessly beautiful, exhilarates
Night to remember to poetize
Verse writes itself with my soft sighs.



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This Yuletide, a pine (freshly-cut) we’re going to trim.
We’ll make it bright with lights and with our gaiety
and hang some tinsel sparkling from each limb
of...

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As the sun rises
the horizon becomes spilled cream;
a shrouded girl feels the crystal flakes on her face as the sky lightens, 
the milled land asleep...

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Christmas is almost here,                                          ...

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Basket hanging on my hand
Went to a magical land in the spring
Huge apple trees where I stand
In the morning dew breeze

Ruby red apples shining ripe
Some...

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Sunbeams dance atop deciduous trees
inking leaves with ribbons of molten gold.
And like confetti falling with each breeze
leaves cover the ground as the nights grow cold,
forming...

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