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Sloe Poems - Poems about Sloe

Premium Member A Man Named McGuin
...there was an old man named McGuinn who liked his women and his sloe gin one night it was said he took both to bed and woke up next day with a sly grin ......

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Categories: sloe, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Blackthorn
...Now I see it black, black with a tinge of plum hinting at sloe fruit to come. Soon it will be white, white blossom dazzling from roadside and woods telling us of spring. It offers hope, ......

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Categories: sloe, flower, fruit, hope, nature,
Form: Free verse



Primadonna
...She spilled porridge down her tutu As she drank her mug of wine Sank it in just three swallows And then she wanted mine She wore a pair of dirty ballet shoes Practised plies down the stairs P......

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Categories: sloe, break up, fantasy, fun,
Form: Rhyme
In a Spin
...oh prunus spinosa you are my delight oh prunus spinosa flowering so white to see this thorn maturing in the autumn hue makes my heart want to sing so full of fruit, deep blue but there i......

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Categories: sloe, drink, nature, social, society,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Thoughts of Spring
...The clocks have moved forward. The Lyth Bank lanes are primrose studded. Sparky celandines wide open to the sun as winter wanes and lengthening days renew age-old designs. A pre-dawn chorus, eag......

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Categories: sloe, destiny, future, humanity, may,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Zorba the Greek
...Zorba was a friend of mine momentum of lunacy shine insane shrieking lunacy to venture to an exotic island. Let's be free; snip the strap. sardonic heart phratry man Shamans are r......

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Categories: sloe, analogy, joy, longing, love,
Form: Metrical Tale
Autumn - Constanza
...Autumn – Constanza The season that I like the most; who cares for callow, shallow youth? The young know nothing, that’s the truth. With swallows, on their trip engrossed, I, too, feel atavis......

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Categories: sloe, autumn,
Form: Rhyme
Biker Bar
...Neon vodka splashes into plastic cups. Booze-hounds doze over imaginary throbbing bikes, their noses tucked into studded chests. A thick thighed woman whoops and cusses for no apparent reason,......

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Categories: sloe, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Slow Gin and Astral Conversations
... "Slow Gin and Astral Conversations" A maze me? I’m the architect of my own destiny he beguiled her incessantly from the depths of his bottled up Carceri she ......

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Categories: sloe, dark, muse, symbolism,
Form: Epic
Ripe and Ready To Bathe In Gin
...A chill of Autumn in the air and spider’s webs are everywhere these delicate exquisite works of art such beauty and joy fills my heart Old Man’s beard has just appeared weaving its way through......

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Categories: sloe, autumn, drink, food, seasons,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Sham of My Humanity
...Evergreen flavored mantras did nothing to purge bitter bile from my lips nor slake the smoldering thirst for a Rosary remedy. Tick-tock petals unfurled one by one as your poppy shed its last sepa......

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Categories: sloe, anger, grief, heartbreak, humanity,
Form: Free verse
A Middle Ground For Passion
...Was a time when passion was in fashion Movie stars and models fairly bubbled As sloe eyes and sexy looks were meant To arouse the psyche that was troubled Then somewhere passion went out of fas......

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Categories: sloe, passion,
Form: Rhyme
A Time of Butterflies
...It's the time of butterflies to fly angelic wings drifting hurried by in the powdered blue clouded sky; retrograde illusions left from spring revolving a floating dance upon the wing ventu......

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Categories: sloe, butterfly,
Form: Rhyme
Listening
...Claws step over ear bones, tap on the tin roof. The cabin creaks like an ark. All day winding along a Kentucky ridge line, to lodge a night in a bow-beamed shack. I fry bacon and bread on......

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Categories: sloe, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member A Witch-Hunting We Will Go
...Puritans gather in Congress' hallowed halls, faces glum Trampling truth, blowing horns, banging the drum Of blazing envy, wrath and sloe-eyed sleaze Committee member, moralizing minions, o......

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Categories: sloe, america, judgement, leadership, perspective,
Form: Rhyme

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