Quintessential Poems - Poems about Quintessential

I was in a bah humbug mood this year When the exquisite beauty of a gold ornament overtook me She walked me into a world of snowflakes and tinsel Sprinkling hope and joy into my feeling mainstay Reminding me that Christmas can be more than Santa It was impossible to stay bland or mean When she was in the room twinkling...

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She was mercurial moving swiftly and purposefuly Elusive and clever her wit was bottomless the quintessential Gemini woman no one could capture, edit or disillusion her she was imaginative and fun She had concrete ideals the dragon was her power animal guarding her chameleon mind...

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Poetry is your first walk in freezing cold snow a carnival of whirlwind words that often spin you around Poetry can be sorrow on the end of a cold tree branch drama, excitement, joy, disbelief, and humor Poetry may be a person’s soul splayed out on a page a weird conflict of ideas, that somehow makes sense Poetry is confusion, consternation,...

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quintessential leader of children she shows them the value of living their truth responding to their needs with suggestions she is woman, mom, grandma, auntie promotes doing things for the greater good glowing example of giving time and talents to others she exudes honesty and integrity her offspring and neighbors try to win her respect appreciate her efforts, for she is woman...

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clouds are unique phenomena more so than snowflakes this one is a quintessential wonder magical and aesthetically marvelous probably slipped out of heaven by an angel I feel grateful, for she brings me optimism and hope...

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lush lovely lilacs perky pink petals of tulips quintessential fragrence...

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whirlwind of spectacular sounds elephants tromping through, ears flowing continent made of diverse dialects zebras striping the horizon with color countries with their own flavors Africa God's own quintessential tapestry...

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She was a violinist, a beauty, a daughter, a wife. Her playing was gorgeous, steady and melodic. Everything she does shows her talents and abilities. She was the quintessential person, aware of others. Kind, generous, and musical, a winning combination....

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Victorian mirror was extraordinarily romantic women who discovered her were never disappointed their wishes came true after her purchase men flocked to them, for their desirability was heightened a hundredfold...

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There it was – the quintessential ultimate fish The kind I could envision on a starling’s wish I have to have it I said to the shop keeper girl Do not wrap it, I do not want you to hurt one curl You don’t need that! Said one who thought she was a friend. I stared at her, and she...

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•THE QUINTESSENTIAL BIRTHDAY• Rather than count candles, Contemplate your blessings, And stop tallying the years, Your birthday bliss brings joyful tears. The world was blessed with you. Your life has been enriched all through Reminisce those who love you & care, In diverse ways, they're always there. Ruminate on the memories And the scathing victories, May your experiences make you a star. Believe that is who you...

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bulging with a variety of hues of blues and lovely lively lithe pinks and whites quintessential sunset flowed across the valley mesmerized, I took out my sandwich and stared as I ate....

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she looked fresher than a new April daffodil powdery blue eyes exotic Georgia peach skin girls in the locker room stared she was quintessential beauty of loveliness without realizing it...

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Quintessential frost goddess stood at autumn’s edge Her eyes boring into the layers of November Hidden spirit was revealed to her, and she reveled in it a power deeper than most saturated the forest floor oak, sycamore, elm and maple leaves twirled in welcome recognizing the joyful goodness of December’s frost goddess She gave the leaves a few seconds to dance...

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Quintessential smoking witch could blow cigars into skull rings. She understood scrying, cauls, mushwoogens and other things. Was being the seventh daughter of the seventh daughter all it took? We were in awe, unsure how she did it, was there a spell book? It’s not like she shares information with us, right, asked my cousin. She had other tricks...

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