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Blanc Poems - Poems about Blanc


Premium MemberBlanc Comme La Neige

White like the snow

Ice stiffened limbs
Reaching out
No saviors about

Snow flakes in the wind
I reached and reached and reached
Towards deaths cold hands

Never to see her again
I looked down
Wine of bloods holocaust

Flowing from my hands
Unto the devils abode
Whitest of Pyrenees days

I died beside her departure
Railroad tracks empty
Bloodless heart
Ashes black
Butterfly born
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Categories: blanc, angst, art, french, grave,
Form: Free verse

Cheval Blanc

I saw a beer tap called 
Cheval Blanc
while sitting in a tavern 
in Quebec City.

Cheval Blanc.

It was the most heroic, 
and poetic,
and majestic, 
and powerful
name I’d heard in a while.

Cheval Blanc.

I liked the marriage 
of the sound 
of the v and the l
and I liked the finality 
of the word "Blanc."

Right at that moment,
Cheval Blanc-
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Categories: blanc, allegory, august, trust, truth,
Form: Blank verse



Blanc

We can see anything , anything 
	at all if we really truely believe
	... simple faces as description 
he scribbled in speech and action. So much Ambiguity.
Breaking Hives all over , jolt 
to and fro , match points flares has been.
	Held ashiver creeping bones o'er Dead Flesh
as autumn swam into His room in 
the Abstract's Artist's
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Categories: blanc, artautumn,
Form: Free verse

Mont Blanc? Your Right To Write !

You’ll  trip on this mountain,
 using its ball point or fountain. 
 And in less than a wink it will make you to think, 
of a myriad ways to using your ink. 
A star black and white, not shining and bright,  
Trusted for excellence, it compels you to write. 
From the crack of
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Categories: blanc, education
Form: Ode

Soul Maker By Mont Blanc

Ethereal elegance in depiction
Thy beauty of my affliction

Glamorous shine I now shall plead
Withhold thy splendor, for I concede

Bedecking diamond of value aglow
It is perfection you bestow      

Body of platinum your tap I seek
One to sense and not to peek

Rays of silver upon Schwarz
O the value colors import!
 
Your white gold
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Categories: blanc, life, satire,
Form: Couplet




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