Best Parisian Poems

Lemon meringue sweet-laughter-light
fills shadows cerulean blue.
Café de Flore’s summer hot night
where dreams tangerine rendezvous.

Six strings strumming lavender notes
tones, violaceous lilac lace,
heartbeats' delicate music floats
on fanciful...

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 Written: June 22, 2023

A Brian Strand Premiere No 1225 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand
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In a diaphanous café amidst the Parisien city's light,
Where lemon...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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Paris the 13th

Tears, my tears fall to wine
As I can not comprehend this horrendous crime
Men filled with such spiteful hate
Islamic teachings seal their fate
Kill and...

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I see three doors before me.
The one to the left is blue, a beautiful lupis blue
with ornate lacework in its center.
Parisian-esque, it looks likes an...

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WTF burning bright with pondering ink.
Graceful swans or blackbirds skedaddling
across the vast and empty space. The think
kerplunking into cavernous link.
The quill flying…descriptives diving
onto the writer’s...

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La Gioconda or Mona Lisa is the name I’m called
When our eyes meet I know you’ll be enthralled

I sit here so serenely in my gorgeous...

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Candy floss, seaside rock, smoothies, and flags sporting
Union Jacks
Replace the old traditions of striped deckchairs 
And Kiss-Me-Quick hats.
Chipwicks for our salt and vinegar fries
And their...

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Dear promising poet,

for me, modern poetry provides a peek into a poet’s inner world. Through this artistic medium, a poet speaks in expressive language of...

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Before birth
I was the universe
All knowing, all embracing
Molecules of beauty in floating meditations
I was everywhere 

Then............
The darkness.........
The womb.......
I begot limbs and flesh
Imprisoned inside this human...

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At the Parisian Ball

wrapped in finest gowns

of virgin-snow, sugar-rose

and washed-out pistachio pastels

The  hour-glass shapes

 with tied narrow waists

waltzed with gallant men

togged up in midnight-dusk...

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On the ledge of Notre Dame ...

He watched through his one good eye,
          Far, far below,...

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 Parody on Andrew Marvell’s “To My Coy Mistress”

Had we but World enough and Time 
Your mating call, sir, were no crime.  
If lifetimes...

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"Do you like U2?" she asked. 

It was an unusually awesome sunrise in Belleville Park. I come here to eat my breakfast on nice days...

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The Female Born


She could be here…
Among the sweet blossoms,
Or in my dreams, among stars that glance
Light between laughing children…
I can see her standing in swaying...

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