Bolero Poems - Poems about Bolero

No talking at night, No breakfast together, No sparks in your eyes. Busy most of the time, out from this empty house. No kisses in the morning, nor late at night when you come back. No flowers on Valentine's day, no more boleros to dance. My dear husband, I'm so sorry to misunderstand the way you are. Dear husband I made a mistake, I drank the...

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Why are you found between the silences after culminations of art? The pianissimos of ballad chords I whisper a song beneath the hollows of my lips with eyes closed as if to pray. And as if to say: You are everywhere. As I ghost bolero alone with mannequins made of air....

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Planet Earth blue notes Death from sea to plastic sea Recycle our lives Poison penitents we drink Mother Nature owns last call...

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Alligator beach hearing Ravel's bolero relaxed the sun sighs...

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Bolero builds in intensity, the interplay of instruments crescendoing; soft to loud. Ravel’s music haunting my dreams Chimera of swells crashing, Everest ever-reaching for God’s palm. The texture of a piece of art — layer upon layer of a singular sunset. A flute of tangerine, clarinet - cluster of grapes, strawberry-bassoon, then the e-flat clarinet. Add the solo oboe d’amore — life and love from Eden...

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Alligator beach enchanted sun softens with Ravel bolero...

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Ta-ta-ta tum! ta-ta-ta- tum tum/ Ta-ta-ta tum! ta-t-la ta-ta-la ta-ta-la/ Ta-ta-ta tum! ta-ta-ta tum tum/ Ta-ta-ta tum! ta-ta-la ta-ta-la ta-ta-la/ Like / you are wearing fruited oil cloth/ Peaches apples...

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