Best Cocteau Poems

"The Epiphany Rose"

All well and good,
the story unfolds;
the isolating madness 
drew out the poets 
in all the shunned
playing up and out 
their origami
word games

something like 
an epiphany rose
in them, the mad,
recalcitrant ones,
like nuns leaving 
the genuflecting aisles
turning backs 
before all their 
starched alters
dripping idols 
no...

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When poetry is written,
it mainly comes from the heart.
It's triggered by emotions and thoughts,
composed by the mind, written by the hand.
Poetry states a fact and reveals opinions,
it's music and art mixed into a concoction to touch souls.

Poetry can be written by a liar,
but be so...

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It was September 
Of one thousand 
Nine hundred seven
The end of summer
With apples lying thickly
Under the apple trees
And the smell of Autumn
Covering the grass
Filled with ripe yellow
And orange squash
He was born in a little
Wooden house that night
At the very edge
Of a very small village
At the...

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"The Colour of the Breeze" 

Star Jasmine, 

orange blossom, 
pine leaves, and 
floating cymbidium

dipping oars 

into purple and white 
Agapanthus, drip off  
a lid on that day

exotic Nile lilies 
with lips of mead
drip potency

singing only
the sweetest 
memories

the tiger lilies roar,
in silence, cut up, bittersweet,
they...

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“Lost Pantheons” 

Alexandrine tragedies
Racine diamond-edged
come and go 
French letters 
blown like leaves
straight up 
into the rarefied air
scattered like lovers
against a body 
of purple vain poetry 
written invisible
on the skin of 
Miss Chance 
Cocteau
spoken with 
joie de vivre crisp
sharp apple-red lips 
painted over 
Comme des Garçons...

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"The Velvet Echo" 

Lives 
eclipse

one comes in
the other out

passing light
in empty hallways

corridors of subversive
romantic notions 

strange singing, 
the sounding lifts 

waves 
enticing,

smiles curiously 
unsure, in the drift

towards another life 
oceans deeper across

invocations, swimming sirens 
beautiful bells appealing 

fibonacci tendrils 
enveloping emptiness 

another language 
transferred, in...

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Haunting,
Guitar cries,
Pink orange red,
Angelic voice exhales,
Chilling.


Inspired by the Cocteau Twins song Pink Orange Red.  It's one of the songs on my Desert Island playlist....

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i am
sure she
sees beauty
in my beast

as i
see her
bestiality
in my beauty

but for both
we are animals
of the human kind
insanely not humane

she has
a camel toe
and i have a
cocteau...

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