Short Quintessentially Poems

Short Quintessentially Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Quintessentially by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Quintessentially by length and keyword.


No Matter

Quintessentially quixotic, or apt to be deluded.
These words quite well describe you, or at least that's what I've concluded.
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Quit thinking it's oh so
Quaint I'm good 'for my age'
Question is, why not? to
Quip, this old gray mare ain't
Quite what she used to be~
Quicker of will, I'm still
Quintessentially me.

4/15/21

Quintessentially Australian

The agapanthus
for generations
lined the carriageways
and driveways
of Australian farms
and cattle stations
also called Lily Of The Nile
a native of Africa
a sublime pairing
with jacaranders
a scene quintessentially Australian.

The Internet Eats Itself Whilst Diseased Fools Swear Heartily

abolished beheadings conspire delicately. egotistically fawning grooves hinder intricate juries.
keeping luxurious meanders. nocturnal outlets permeate quintessentially. random splurges 
transcend universal victories. whispering xylenics yearn zoomingly.
Form: ABC

Lamb



now wafered soundlessness is Lamb 
     yet diamond piercing His fleece
a lark offers sotto tones as harmony 
                        cupped in dualism  
wings flutter where it quintessentially quiver
hovering expectant for another silent mission
Form: Verse


Premium Member Buzzword Beer

Zesty,
Yeasty,
Xanthous*,
Wheaty,
Velvety,
Unrivaled Taste,
Strangely Refined,
Quintessentially Pale,
Original,
Not Mass-produced, Large Kettles,
Just Intensely Hearty Goodness,
Fiercely Effervescent,
Deliciously Cold,
Bottled
Ale

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*yellow
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Zapped - Ap

Agile
Black
Cats
Dart
Eerily
From
Gloomy
Hallways
Initiating
Jolts -
Killing
Lackadaisical
Moods
Notably
Of
People
Quintessentially
Ruffled -
Spooking
Them
Unduly -
Verifying
Wanted
Xenial 
Yearnings
ZAPPED


Nov. 9, 2021
for William Kekaula's Alphabet Soup Poetry Contest
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Revelation's Optical Illusion

Quintessentially phantasmagoric,
  her cobalt skies' chimerical fancy
     whores itself out for poetry, 
sumptuously cached 'tween 
    a revelation's optical illusion
enchanting white knights 
     and seducing dragons alike,
her flimflam elusively lofty
 & difficult to evermore be captured
    amidst celestial spheres of rapture
© Paloma P   Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Quick Quiet Questionable Quacking Quivers

Questionable Quacking Quivers
Quite Quickly and Curiously Quelled Queen Clue.
Quince-making Quietly Claimed the Kitchen
As Quacking Quivers Questioned Quiet Guests.

Quite Curiously Queen Clue quintessentially cried
As Quince-making in Question quizzically commanded
Quacking Quivers to Quickly quell their Quiet cousins
Querying Quiet Queens to Quiz Curious Questioners.

Equisetum

Every layer amassed vertically on the previous

Quintessentially abdicated from the next’s cornerstone

Upward from yet another illuminated chlorophyll-filled vascular vessel

Inspiring the growth of the next generation

Seemingly taxed at consecutive intervals

Each layer recedes like roman pilasters.

Tolling delicately to not topple the tower 

Umbilical to existence,

Mother of creation is left on top.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member what made mummy so mad

angry mummy was so irritated his eyes turned blue
They were usually black, so this was surprising too
Someone had provoked him, made him totally mad
He turned from a good guy into kind of a cad.

We stayed out of his way that weird Halloween night.
He was scary and nasty, a quintessentially horrible fright
what happened? We wondered, but no one dared to ask.
He was terrifying us all, and he did not wear a mask.
Form: Rhyme

The-Seasonal-Ponder

Why do we see the mornings so bright?
Why after each day, there is night?
Why does the earth go round?
Why do bullets break the barrier of sound?
Why does the mother of every child cry?
Even though they know, their child will one day-Fly!
Why does the rivulet sing?
Why does the bell always ring?
Yet, for every why there is good reason,
That’s why every year we have so many seasons,
And each season has a story its own
Where every reason is quintessentially sown!
Form: Rhyme

Caribbean Pundit: Thankful Tribute

Pan: Betel. Or quintessentially creole, made anew, pan-American music
Aloo: also Native American, the staff of life, versatile with curry
Naan: often translated roti, chapati, dhaalpuri, but not rotisserie
Dholak: the drums that doubled (not Doubles) as tassa, for Hosay
I : I, too, know bitter sugar, the syrupy blood of plantations
Tasted: Tasted the brotherhood of the boat, in another middle passage
Appointments: with pen. She is a better pendit than Claude McKay, CLR, VS ...
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Butterfly Faerie

Butterfly faerie with iridescent wings of beautiful spun gold
She is one of those rare stories, which some ancients have told
Brownies have shared her adventures and there were many.
I cannot tell you all of them, but believe me, there were plenty.

She has no idea how revered she is in Paradise park.
We admire her musical ability; she can sing like a lark.
She is such a gorgeous faerie, one of the prettiest ones I think.
She makes the others feel plain, she’s quintessentially pink.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member butterfly faerie

Butterfly faerie with iridescent wings of beautiful spun gold
She is one of those rare stories, which some ancients have told
Brownies have shared her adventures and there were many.
I cannot tell you all of them, but believe me, there were plenty.

She has no idea how revered she is in Paradise park.
We admire her musical ability; she can sing like a lark.
She is such a gorgeous faerie, one of the prettiest ones I think.
She makes the others feel plain, she’s quintessentially pink.
Form: Rhyme

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