Short Clove Poems

gum
chewing
makes breath fresh
ready for kiss
Clove...

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get a stick
and hit
and clove thet
fit
it might over the wall
in a water fall
 and have the 
empire call
 thats
BASEBALL...

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this mugs a foam treasure trove

see it caffineates my stove

adding sweet and moo

brought on sticky goo

sorry didnt add more clove.
...

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ITS  ALMOST OVER
it was summer clove
we had fun
was a beach run
we was friends
some ball we teach
 in all by ocean fall
we were
BEACH BUMMER...

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Dangling upon 
       thread of dreams 
forbidden love snagged 
   arousal... unseen, 
for a maiden clove 
                              serene...

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Turmeric,cumin and clove
Pungent aroma
Taste buds awaken with style
Juicy chicken chunks
Buttered almond top
Silky rice
Spiced!


for "Eat Me" contest
sponsored by John Heck...

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Barn-ward we heard the reindeer's sneeze.
Smells of nutmeg and clove in the breeze. 
With Santa stuck in the John,
From dusk till about dawn,
Looks like we gave Big Red too much cheese....

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in sun drenched noon lost in light
smiling gently to herself
she is on the path of pinks
with their clove like scent

tanagers and scarlet birds
come to the midday calling
but she is off to somewhere
flowers in her hand...

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Bubbles floating in the air 
Warm bath water have no care 
Bathrobe strewn down on the floor
Here let me, I'll close the door
Lavender bathbomb lathers nice 
Scent of springtime, don't think twice
I'll bring you more champagne on ice
Then light your clove to add some spice...

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Clove of garlic for the heart
Green tea for diabetes
Carrots for the eyes
Milk for healthy teeth and bones
Coffee for alertness
Prune juice for regularity
Spaghetti for energy
Oatmeal for fullness
Green beans for vitamin 12
Red meat for anemia
Apple fritter for my sweet tooth...

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Love Potion 


Add chinchilla fur at the end
Two cups of cold water
Ice
A pound of sugar
A clove of garlic
Four cinnamon sticks
A package of Big Red gum
A teaspoon of curry powder
A bunch of fresh parsley
Five lb bag of white rice to throw all over room and bed
Add some cotton candy...

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Pumpkin Pie

Warm fresh, aromatic…
nutmeg, cinnamon, clove(s)…ssss…. 

Butter crust, 
hand mixed, 
hand rolled,
by a 100 year old pin. 
Loved on,
by the cook. 

Flakes of heaven, 
peeled away from 
the perfection found 
only at Grandma’s house.

Grandpa smiles, 
and we all laugh. 
Tradition!...

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I want so much to be with you
To do all the things that you do
And for you to do all that I do too 
Everything that is, it's true
Share a clove down riverside
Tell you all my heart, not hide
My deepest thoughts in anymore 
Like I had to do before
But let you read me like a book
Word by word, you've got first look
Into the playlist that is me
With you, complete now, full I'll be...

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a scent
        of clove,
the promise
      of rain
fragments 
           of frost
in spirals 
         of light:
sounds of
         laughter
interludes
        of quiet,
specks of
          dust,
optical
         illusions
in days
     of delight

Without a voice it cannot sing
No echos in the heart will ring
Come read,contemplate,give it time
Euphony ,floats on tides of rhyme....

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Ere daylight
Crying bouts sight


Cradle site
Baby screams cite


Unease shows
Touching sad flow


Teary grief
Unwinds loss brief


Touchy feel
Unzips to heal


Mother stern
Patience now churns


Lovely still
Wonder woos will


Baby love
Spicy as clove


Morning tryst
Cuddles frame gist


Happy now
Touching somehow




Leon Enriquez
01 September 2019
Singapore...

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Poetry in essence
Grab a bunch of garlic
peel each clove
slice in half and remove the bitter green
drop in large glass
add a large slice of butter
a good squeeze of honey two shots of Disorronno
a little white wine with some dry ginger
nuke it till the garlic's soft
add a touch of cheese and serve it 
with tooth picks
dip Italian bread in the juice
If that doesn't make you like garlic
Nothing will...

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Love Poem #9

This lavender sky
should smell of its colour,
or lilac,
or rose,
not of this rotten fish
stale beer and human piss.

This drawing dusk
should smell of spice,
nutmeg and clove,
and fill me,
sated;
not this emptiness,

longing for the scent of you.

I exaggerate.

You are within me, your
self
exuding from my pores.
I taste you on my skin,
as I dream
of just your tender kiss....

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So spake it benighted and call it sad
For thy dulcet dreams man never had
With dreams ephemeral and longings eternal
What pain doth bring if spring's art vernal?
Longing for the river in love's wishing rove
Dancing light shimmers abreast a kissing clove
Happiness shan't part nor need feign
Prithee thy heart heft; bereft of pain
For the kisses in dew and her heart is thine
The blossoms are beau when our lips entwine...

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Petals of flowers at night so cold
Out in the garden shine, not fold
Enveloped by your caring, caressing to grow

Tons of love you shower to grow
Reams in dreams of clove roll in the cold
Your song in the garden echoes, not fold

Steaming with beams of love, not fold
Over the grasses that bloom and grow
Unveiling your harvest in gold, not cold

Pure and plushed hearts, not cold and do not fold,
  in your soul that grow...

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That was a honey of a ham dinner
All that salt won’t make you thinner
Smear on the raisin sauce
Don’t forget the salad that you toss.

Cut and boil up some string beans
Never bake them by any means
Boston bake beans goes in a crock pot
but you’ll be tooting quite a lot. 

The ham needs some clove for added taste
But don’t add salt, it’s not good for our waist
Your wife cooked this meal and added a lamb
Never tell her she’s a honey of a ham...

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With a slight glow of early morning sunlight

a single flower-bud unfolds bright

from its green protective wrap 

to serrated knap

revealing

soft pink 

appealing 

velvet petals of

a carnation, Mother's Love 

with a fresh spicy clove-like perfume

coursing through benignly and at last, consume


6/30/2019

Poetry Contest:  Writing Challenge 2, June 2019- A Summer Flower 
Sponsored by: Dear Heart...

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Had courage been concealed that night
When I could but yield at the sight
Of your tender eyes and lovely lips
That pushed me miles along waves in ships…

Had courage failed to keep its way
When despite my fear I heard you say
A few words to comfort me
That I then thought would set me free…

Does courage melt as it did then?
With the warmth of your touch behind the curtain,
You clove after coming closer
Keeping tears and a heart to solder…

Jess 07...

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Way to lace the blues

They could be so hard in your care,
So leave the burdens to their bear’.
Then watch them disgrace?

Should them in their lots are the God,
So will the heavens know no shod?
Thus uphold His grace!

Live life and withhold not your love;
For your mode models you a clove.
Mean well to all race!

Blues as they, are must overcome.
Walk your light heart through earned welcome.
Way to tie the lace!
 
4th of March,2014....

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Our home was lit with autumn's spicy scent.
Now spent are the forms that had something to hold:
votive molds, photo frames, vases.... forsaken.

The form within my breast, too, is forsaken,
no longer pressed against your Old Spice scent.
Once, we had each other to hold....

Now memories are the substance we hold.
Your sloughed skin dust is not yet forsaken;
a whiff remains of seasonal clove scent....

Forsaken spiderwebs hold your signature scent.

10-20-23...

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Were I that man I want to be
The man that I wish you to see
The one who came to you each night
Your senses in the dark excite
Emotions that but I set free

Were I the one you longed to see
And to your heart I held the key
The one who set your fears to flight
Were I that man

But that I were a bel esprit
Whose wit and words clove thee to me
Unlock your heart, passion incite
The smoldering flame of love ignite
Two hearts entwined, together flee
Were I that man...

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