Best Caprices Poems

Bereft..
tingles and sway
deserted
heartstrings bestilled..
I yearn
for the thrill of the dance
and for ravishing trills of arpeggio moments..

widowed..
the capriccio
has died;
lifeless in swoon-less inertia  
I pine
for zealous...

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 More than anything Nature fascinates me
Men living in close proximity to nature, I love to see
So I ramble into the city’s far outskirts
Watching ordinary...

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Early one morning, as fresh springtime was just ending,
I was hiking in the woods, and overhearing the birds sing.

And with a tranquil heart, and lost...

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C’est derrière moi
 

j’aurais pu 
être plus gentille
possiblement
j’aurais pu
réagir avec plus de délicatesse

j’aurais pu
possiblement
fléchir à tes caprices
être plus sympathique
j’aurais pu
j’aurais dû
peut-être    ...

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Hair Fixed
      Dressed Up 
Heels - Wedges
            Nail Tech
Long...

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An imaginative world is what your storytelling formed.
I was just three years old when you begin my learning.
Innateness developed and a destiny manifested;
although mom, you...

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You were born in a war ravaged state
You lost your man to the caprices of fate
You fell prey to your wayward ways
Victims of betrayal, greed...

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You desperately need your own share of life's riches
to assuage your behind and whatever else itches.
Be prepared for the price for you surely will pay.
Be...

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REQUIEM FOR LOVE

Let the flood of my tears drown this day
And soar my spirit to the base of tartarus…!

O Cupid…come Pothos and Himeros
Where are thy...

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perfect cone, hides its beauty from whims, caprices of humanity....

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THE CHIMNEY
The once fine air, refreshens with dust
Between the village horizon and crest
Since the sailing of a death chemical chimney.

Young green plants seedlings growing on...

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Far away in the West,
Far far away from my cuddles and caresses,

Lives my son, 

Where rapid is the rise of the sun, where the sun...

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I grew up proud to be grandma’s favorite.
Some little rules were broken, I must admit.
These were all but childhood caprices.
At youth, my ego was broken...

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London, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : Londres

	…a serious and well-behaved Englishman, well-attired, handsome clothes (Victor Hugo)

(In this poem, I didn’t feel adhering strictly to...

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Be careful
I said carefully come nearer
Be careful
I said carefully take my sword
Be careful
I said carefully read my lip
Be careful
I said carefully draw my sword
Be careful
I...

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