Best Piaf Poems

Un peu piaf, rien de rien.
One makes memories, what do they mean?
Our small sparrow shall not fly again
when those notes fall on persons unseen.

Nothing for...

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piaf's powerhouse
'non je ne regrette rien'
     all ears on edith



posted on June 23, 2021...

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I bought a bird once
a parakeet from woolworth
looking so sad in its cage
and that was the start of my aviary
as it needed company I got...

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POTD 27 Sept 2023

~LOVE SAID ~
"Go find her, set her free."

In my search, I found an array of colourful petals,
An abundance of aromatic aromas.

Each one,...

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Des Nuits d'Amour
 

A fine tablecloth, Lenox china,
sterling dinner ware.
Tall, elegant candles in shiny
golden candelabras.
Un chantes, d' amour fill the 
starry night that I can...

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Forty three years of marriage and still you make my heart beat strong 
I never wanted to be anything else but your wife and loving...

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J'apprends le français en ce moment
parce que j'ai l'intention de voyager à Paris.
Je ne parle pas couramment le français.
J'ai découvert Le Lac il y a...

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(INSPIRED IN PART BY A SONG BY THE GREAT FRENCH 'SOUL SINGER', EDITH PIAF)


Should we praise the chanteuse
who sang "I regret nothing"?
Was she a saint...

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Yesterday for my birthday,
I started off
with a bottle of wine...
I took the train
into town...
I had half a bitter
at the Cafe de Piaf
in Waterloo...
I went to...

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Autumn Leaves/Les feuilles mortes de Jacques PREVERT (1900-77) 
Translated by T. Wignesan 

(Note: As far as I can make out, this poem is at the...

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BRIDGES

There are those problematically  structured:
Garth Brooks had burning bridges “one by one”,
London’s was always falling down, ruptured,
Paul Simon over troubled water would “lay him...

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Paris is  this:
A comedian
on the street an accordion
that empties it"s
songs on the Seine ...
Summer is in the square,
From La Concorde or
anywhere, and the boulevards
crowded...

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a dulcet dreamy rendition
of sweet symphony
paints  a cosmic light
inciting the sleepy moon
over the  silvery sea

as music soars~
I see clouds descending 
to kiss the...

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For 'music to my pen' contest - (Poem about Edith Piaf with reference to the song ''no
regrets'' and her autobiography)

Sat up,
Listening to sparrow. 
Her every...

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i see your soul from another room
im trying to be with you but now its ruined
and now i cant acquire love 
since my sense is...

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