Quotes about heady, page 5
Abernathy Road Roundabout
Bronze angel, strong arms
lifting the rainbow,
you stand in the center.
Our fast cars veer around
north, then east
to shop, to school,
to home
but we can’t see
what you see.
Even the truckers,
who lumber down
Abernathy Road
and enter the circle
with heady grapes
ready for press, for barrel,
for thick, green bottle
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poem by Steven Federle
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Blooms
In my garden a new rose blooms,
velvet red with heady sweet perfume.
The rose bush itself is carefully tended,
fertilized, when best remembered.
Cut back yearly, pruned in March,
so that when at last
the summer sun breaks through in June
the rose, displays a perfect bloom.
A small distance away, along a weathered fence;
a rose left to ramble, reveals its own elegance.
It’s white, pink flowers cluster
in great multitudes along it’s trailing limbs,
clambering and lightly scented
they grow and bloom untended.
poem by Diana Rosser
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A young Levite among priests
A young Levite among priests,
He remained long on morning watch.
Jewish night grew thick around him,
The ruined temple was solemnly being raised.
He said: the yellow of the skies is alarming.
Run, priests, for night is already over the Euphrates!
But the elders thought: this is not our fault;
Behold the black and yellow light, the joy, the Jews.
He was with us when, on the stream's shore,
We swaddled the sabbath in precious linen
With a heavy menorah lit the night of Jerusalem,
The heady fumes of non-existence.
poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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This First Full Day Of Spring
Today is the first day of Spring in the southern hemisphere.....
With spring the seasons start anew
The cycle starts again
As each fresh shoot begins to show
And pollen flowers send
The stirrings of this fecund time
The sun higher in the sky
A time of new awakenings
Set free from winter’s sigh
And so each spring time happening
With the promise that it brings
Reminds us all of life itself
And we give thanks for many things
The heady days of summer
Ripe autumn’s harvesting
For all that will be comes to us
This first full day of spring.
poem by David Keig
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Now Look Here Prof
This is in answer to Ron Atkinsons poem 'Ernestine'.
Now look here Prof, I never expected such a super write.
But what you've done I reckon, is pretty 'down right' polite,
I never thought that I would see my name up there in lights,
But one can never tell quite, when one hits such heady heights.
I'm overwhelmed by all the words you've said to me today,
And I am just so thrilled with them, they really are Okay,
So thanks a bunch for thinking up this lovely tete-a-tete,
Your poems are on my wavelength, and to you I sure relate.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Whatever Creation Is
No time to judge
The flowers the dust
Whatever creation is,
It is imbued with love.
And must! Have the good-
Sense to fly like a dove.
No time for ill will
But lust corrupts
Even a nightingale
Sings her best love
Ever so shyly at dusk
With a heady, smell of musk.
So harvest what love
You might carry...
Be but empty, and full
For in death:
Shall we not all truly,
Marry for love?
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poem by Mark Heathcote
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There's a Pill for That
The learned Dons of Oxford
Have invented and refined
An efficacious compound;
Love Potion number nine.
A heady mix of pheromones
and vitamins and such.
Just give it to your blasé mate
And she'll hunger for your touch.
Oxytocin warms her heart
and bonds her to your side.
Testosterone's included
So she's randy as a bride.
A simple pill upon her tongue
And passion is restored.
A boon for long time couples
Rather lacking in Amor.
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poem by John F. McCullagh
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A Poem Is A Pearl II
A poem is a pearl which line by line
Presents an image musically aligned,
Opening the windows of the mind,
Enchanting and instructive, half divine.
Mystery, where beauty must combine
Intuition, harmony, entwined
So as its mental message shall unwind
A sense of awe, emotions heady wine,
Prints pictures where once lonely soul would pine,
Estranged from inner happiness, near blind.
A poem is a pearl where one can find
Release, catharsis, an unsullied shrine.
Layers of filmy light infuse the soul,
Where war was, peace prevails, all halt healed whole.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sweet Addiction
Tulips…Eurasian herbs
With deep shaped cup
Close kin of Lilies
From which hummingbirds sup
Begonias…. tropical herb,
showy flowers, waxy leaves…
Besieged by legions
of honeybees
Roses…often climbing shrubs…
Fragrant blossoms filling noses
Divided leaves, prickly stems
Varietal colored, bed of roses
Lavender…Mediterranean mint
Pale purple colour
Heady perfume, to scent
Bed linen and cover
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poem by David Whalen
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Pigments of the Imagination
Each phrase reflects some pixels placed
upon life’s screen by chance, design,
transparently. Line after line
conjures emotions each may taste –
some strictly corseted strait-laced,
some freely, as a heady wine
fresh from Pierian Spring, decline
to phase too narrowly define.
Senses pillowed, interlaced,
symbols interact - none chaste,
none wanton in itself, each sign
dimensions adds to realign
emotions, clause to cause embrace.
We w[e]ave a wor[l]d which patters patterns to
frame-form fair image dedicated, true.
(21 September 2005 revised 22 July 2007)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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