Quaintness Poems - Poems about Quaintness

...It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after overwhelming luminous glare fainted a somewhat true-to-life footpath in a back of structured quai......Read the rest...

...For the mid-October contest of Andrea Dietrich _____________________________________________ dipping amber leaves Earth spray-paint mid-October crisp breeze, vibrant h......Read the rest...

...Magnetic quaintness ocean-gazing wave I can't hold the charm of her cheerfulness. A life patch is blooming for us to save. Magnetic quaintness ocean-gazing wave Sacred spaces I find b......Read the rest...

...Springtime is more than just flowers and sun. April is drenched, and bees will have much fun. Swarming insects frighten with bites and harm.  A staining sludge swamp and stinky silt fa......Read the rest...

...Matriarch mastermind manipulated minions rang their hells bells signifying damned to traverse highway to hell dirty deeds done dirt cheap (names changed fo' malady to remain anonymous, cuz the......Read the rest...

...Easily with our ears picked But mostly with our Feet kicked: A skirting round a dance floor Back and forth its entrance door. No sooner by cochlea’s filtered Than it is by lips uttered And by......Read the rest...

...Stadacona An ode to Quebec City 1 On the green bank of a mighty stream - A lofty aerie - a fair city beam With stately air a queen, she stands - A gem - over these most forest lands. An ......Read the rest...

...This dread disease that has afflicted my home, This malady, this plague on my house; This making convertible the former quaintness and provincialism thereof Into something wholly despicable and ......Read the rest...

...Follow the flame of quaint yesteryears. Turn on your mind and look around the room. Imagine tepees, dirt floor cabins speaking history of honeysuckle blooms. See the Lakota do their Ghost D......Read the rest...

...Alone, still jolie... Because he Could and Did enjoy you. Even if you saw nil and yet From his strong Grave, he stands Heroic, wanted, and watching If not unsure, he waits, washed up in tins......Read the rest...

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...A stretch and yawn, upon the dawn, where golden sunlight warms Venetian blinds, are wound with care, and opens up the morn The early dew is drying now, and sun lies on the hills The ch......Read the rest...

...The rugged bark of an old tree with imperfection due to its cracks is a wondrous thing of beauty and it's the imperfection that attracts We know that a star-shaped flower does not make a perfect st......Read the rest...

...Every person on this earth Is different from their time of birth Rare and special qualities Make us all new and unique Hair of black, brunette or gold Accents in our stories told Thin or fat-- short ......Read the rest...

...Advertising has us in it's wrappers here's the bad stuff ~ here the clappers, it seems the product needs the jabbers like a potato chip ~ the grabber! but for the quaintness of the blabbers I could ......Read the rest...