Short Mint Poems
Short Mint Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mint by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mint by length and keyword.
Penelope could touch her toes
And quickly would assume that pose
But everyone knows
It isn't her toes
That beckons to so many beaux!
white Egret in flight
mint green trees surround lily pond
in soft morning mist.
My nail polish matches turquoise streak on the menthol cigarette.
My mood matches the greenish mint blue color of my cuticles.
My day going by as long as nail polish had to dry.
I
Moon is a Necco
Wafer, Sugar Babies, we
‘Neath the Milky Way.
II
Yorks, the Musketeers!
The Swedish Fish froth away
From the Whopper Balls.
III
The dark side of Mars,
The Salt Kiss on the Heath,
No mint’s on the bed.
Quatrain #836:
MINT
Make up your mind to live your best,
Indulge in kind deep lovely zest;
Note what you find as stillness mints,
Touch as you sign sheer ample fest.
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Leon Enriquez
18 October 2017
Singapore
Quatrain #802:
MINT
Meet mellow mint where wonder wills,
Ink sparkling tint as flavours thrill;
Note deeper hint in sacred space,
Touch like soft lint can soothe fond feel.
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Leon Enriquez
25 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Quatrain #858:
MINT
Make what you will of love that funds,
Ink how joy fills the flight wit puns;
Note glimpse of hills where poise now shows,
Touch prompts deep feel of a home run.
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Leon Enriquez
28 December 2018
Singapore
Quatrain #777:
MINT
Mind mellows heart in the sure light,
Ink stains now start to cite fond sights;
Note thus verse art that string firm poise,
Touch can impart a profound flight.
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Leon Enriquez
18 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Mint Duet
Tongues swathed in mint
Trestlework of undulation
Swoosh of utter breezes
The cool tingling sensation
Today’s Date: 12/18/2019
Arbitrium Divisa 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
Original Poem: Sensational Lovemaking
MINT, my favourite herb, sharp yet sweet
Invigorating, cooling, balancing menthol beats
Nautical it tastes, flavouring salads or pasta neat
Tantalising sensation, delicious for bodily treats
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i stood
in front of
the stairs
staring up
at the facade
i was actually
there though
thinking thoughts
i aughten have been
there even though
i was there so
i had to try
to find
the line
of reality
so i
pinched
myself and
found
i was at
the bottom
of the
stairs
Form:
Crisp cheeky charm
Apt answer arms
Meet mindful mint
Hurl happy hint
Dance dreary daze
Craft clever craze
Note naughty nice
Spread sunny spice
Matter meets mind
Fleeting fear finds
Hurry hope here
Spoil silly seer
Dig distant dance
Chase creamy chance
Leon Enriquez
13 September 2017
Singapore
Wit knows a mint
As humour hints
Pun can be heard
In swing of words
Jest now conspires
With cool attire
Lean on a joke
As tickle pokes
Laugh loud and long
Just to be strong
Purge then sad pain
Live not in vain
Come to know truth
Where peace primes proof
Leon Enriquez
23 Devember 2015
Singapore
I scream
I dream
I love ice cream,
Brain freeze
This is agony,
Salted caramel
Or mint choc chip,
Strawberry sundae
Tastes good to me,
I have a confession
I love rum and raisin,
I scream
I dream
I love ice cream,
The taste and the texture
I think are heaven,
Out of ten
I score ice cream eleven.
I have Smelly Armpits and
Bursting to Go
but; I'm heading to the supermarket
the condiments aisle
I meet my neighbour
like conversing with a
pigeon
give me the full recipe
he says
he has arm wrestling
intelligence -
but how to get out of it
unsex me now
come, thick night
he talks about his hedges
I shoplift
the sugar puffs
Lift up your heart
As love now starts
Give all you can
To understand
Live your best now
As truth endows
Act with clear will
To feel fine fill
The way is hard
For a true bard
Word mint fits pain
Now once again
Dare to be good
In any mood
The middle way
Fits night and day
Come away now
For why knows how
Leon Enriquez
01 April 2020
Singapore
Tea Time
Lilting songs tuned up at tea time,
Mint scent pervades the nearby air,
No time better than at morn
On to start the day with soft taste,
Pursue the journey with a bang.
We are hanging hams, are we
in cellars off the coastal sea
licked by Mediterranean breeze
or foot-smashed grapes in Tuscany
afloat in oaken barrels, we
as flavors gain complexity.
Everyone is clever, everyone is bright
We are salt and we are light
We're the craft of chocolatiers
(from Switzerland with warm
hands on cold mountaintops.)
We are slowly sipped espresso. We are chopped mint.
We indeed are crème brûlée
formed by hand like potter's clay.
A little question for the U.S. Mint, how do you decide which President to print?
Which Presidential portrait fits best on the money?
Why did you put President Jackson's face on the $20?
If Abraham Lincoln was our best President, why is
he only on the $5's that we've spent?
It's well known that George Washington slept everywhere,
so perhaps a lower denomination was morally fair.
A chance for a little historical reflection, please explain
this currency connection?
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My favorite things:
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-Mint chocolate chip icecream
-Kind words from a kindred spirit
-Worshipping Jesus
-Reading The Holy Scriptures
-Family time
-Watching my son playing in the floor
-Watching my husband playing in the floor with my son and doggie
-The sound of a brook flowing
-Sounds of nature
-Quiet and peace
-Lamb chops, peas and fresh corn(homemade biscuits and cornbread)
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