Quintain (Sicilian) Poems | Quintain (Sicilian) Examples

“Beautiful poets, do proliferate worlds for us to slip into with each poem you create” by author For all of you whose poetry is filled with words that thrill like dancers on a stage, you wonderfully show us you are skilled by how you phrase each line on every page. Inside our hearts your messages have been instilled. Remember when you...

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I love dancing to express, show and share my joy. I revel in singing to the music, enhancing my mood. Fashion, an aesthetic work of art is fun, I truly enjoy. As a foodie, eager to try, seek out new or best food. As a writer, I like emotive language … I am not coy. ...

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Wed young- three babes I had by twenty-four. Part-time, earned a B/A in English, and my poetry and paintings seemed to soar. More joys when five grandchildren grew, expand to five dear great-grandbabies, I adore. ...

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A Solar trims the Earth's waistline, while Polars bare all the segments, Springing up those northern steppes leans sublime, the Vernal Equinox presents, then, on March 20th, it will shine. The southern Pole leans the same way, as the September Equinox appears, on September, the 22nd day, though terms mirror a different side as it leers, it's Summer there, and it's their time to...

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The years have worn my body down; and soon, I'll breathe my final breath. Life has left me tired and rundown; but I am not afraid of Death; though I'll meet His gaze with a frown. Lately, time has been running fast; and my bones are getting fragile. Many friends have already passed; thank God my mind is still agile, but I don't expect...

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To your heart I bring optimistic glow conquering moments with awesome delight midst prayed-for miracles of blessings’ flow marked by pardon's anticipation flight offering relief and hope* from guilt's blow. *Romans 15:13 Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost. Quintain in...

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I can churn stomachs, with a stench of truth An abscess filled with maggots, pus profuse As I feed off gunk, new nerve ends take root Raw language in my words, not gross abuse Yes! I am disgust, old wounds fear my fruit To late for contest...

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I am chauffeured by dawn into the unknown, I open the door and see the uninvited, I can barely comprehend what I am shown, I am not at all delighted, I am in a dim zone. ...

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I am Happiness, you all ardently seek. I stay elusive from many of your grasp. With my talisman, I make hearts bright that are bleak. If grown selfish, I will slip off your clasp. Won’t board with the haughty, but the meek. ...

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coked with deep depression, in prayer alone, I’m stuck in this body feverish and weak in their chair they mope, though everybody around doesn’t seem too much care 8/18/2024...

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My day is bright with a sunny glow I’m often desired as a lifetime goal Elated feelings evoke that I bestow My smile appears as I warm your soul My aura radiates like dewy roses aglow ...

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Let's Get Emotional - Personification in a Sicilian Quintain Stanza Poetry Contest Sponsor-Andrea Dietrich I Am Sadness A blind date then two, three, and four Found my blind eye at the country fair From that first ride led to many more As the allure of sex made us a faux pair I shouldn't have opened his drawer...

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How loathsome the murmurs seething around Amid the lies I pitch into a city's mind, That malicious whispers know my sound By ruining your name...am I unkind When friends become bashers, when real truth gets drowned? ...

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Confined to my home, night and day, housed like a prisoner for twenty years. My Agoraphobia will never go away. Dark thoughts trigger copious tears, I’m terrified of leaving these walls of gray. ...

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When you’re in full control, the harm I do may be quite small and, given time, should fade. When you grant ME control, what may ensue? assaults, wrecked lives, and killings, a parade of wicked acts. All goodness says "Adieu!" ...

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