Candide Poems - Poems about Candide

... “Tomorrow Already Gone" Tomorrow already gone these stories are for you you will follow me before too long Tomorow already gone Candide Dider......

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... “The Road to Maximus and Winter’s de-Reckoning” Winter pulled me into Her like I was Her new season and cooly stroked my fevered skin like the contours of my body we......

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... "cor meum" Within the end of "IT" all no matter gender, cause, colour, creed, place in life, entitled or without title, healthy or diseased, or the choice of who we are, ......

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... “The Blue Nazarene” caeruleum caelum in nubibus caeruleum caeruleum caelum in nubibus de hyacintho nazarene testimonium: white stallions, clouds commandin......

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... “le livre bleu” Terabytes. lonely poets, writers, musicians and artists play here, they wear masks that cover vermillion dripping smiles over sharp little wolverine te......

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... “ragazzino salta” face to the wall reading poetry slingshot spitballs little jack horner sat in his quiet corner once upon a time ragazzino salta your sorry mu......

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... "Americano" filter-dripped watered down weak coffee artificial the mood steaming diluted swings lower, unfilling; the wanting lusciously dark hot to the tongu......

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... "Ocelots" It was during that time they all decended into the lush fields of poetic madness, swaying indolently with the other tall green poppies, who for once in their s......

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... “Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep” Following the Babel paths, where footprints progress like rough-hewn braille, temptation shows i......

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... "The Slip-ins" Why should I continue to write these feathery songs, these blanched banjo tomes, these wilting poésies of a lost little life ever circling like a me......

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... “Reverse Cyrano” Reverse Cyrano new wave poetry straddles the ruins milked with two sugars dark Tea dreams red leaves laquer the vain roadmaps that stain the......

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... “The Seance” It was macabre you see, we were all summoned, and therefore found ourselves in the front parlour of Ballylee; In our dreams we thought we were poets ......

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... “Styx and Stones” bad entities exist here we’ve crossed Styx we learn we’ve reached sure when stones are thrown Candide Diderot. ‘25 ......

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... “Milk of Roses” Milk of Roses was her scent and great bouquets of baby's breath moving messages that blew across hearts underneath the bones and skin of breast ......

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... “Stars Falling” The time between the space of heaven and here is thinning, so the last thing I do is I write poems to you; love is like stars falling, you dive ......

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