Clair Poems - Poems about Clair

Who's knocking like that? "... in the light of a feather..." and as bright as full noon Brunette replies to HarleQuinn "... is this your spoon?..." Dialog established Act three, Honey Moon Then Pooh said to Piglet "... it really is you!..." a Mile works for Her and her smile works too "... you should never pull a brain out before it's time..." So Harvey kept...

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I would practice each day without satisfaction, longing to capture the moon's oratory. DeBussy, God, help me, I should say that I'm sorry! Though my fingers were nimble, I'd lose concentration, and fumble along with a grumble and sigh. Provoking the chords, that should tumble and rise into a glorious, exquisite river of mist. But, when thumbs went adrift,...

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While the city rests under the velvet of skyline , I lie awake to trace a highway of clouds trailing against a lunar pageant, as evening shadows alter different time zones throughout the universe's frame-- while ambrosial rawness enters my pores from the fondle of this waxing red-ball. Oh Clair de Lune...there is something mysterious about your portrait of near midnight:...

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Half-past dusk, and I am seated on a low wall, the custodian of the garden my Mother made. Two of the primary colours rest awhile, but blue is still busy. There is a stillness, punctuated by furtive shadows. Above, silent, like a parent standing over a sleeping child, the moon keeps watch. So distant, yet almost touchable. The Sun may be gone but I...

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Clair de lune How you make me swoon And dream of romance Mesmerizing and enchanting Impassioned embraces In the night Endless kisses In a fragrant garden Moonlit and divine AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on July 31, 2018 for contest CLAIR DE LUNE sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH...

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By the crescent moon above I dreamt of your embrace, my love In the moonlight by the sea We sailed away just you and me Protected by the clair de lune A million stars on honeymoon Enlaced we pledged fidelity Our hearts teeming with intensity The moon our witness for eternity AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on August 23, 2018 for contest LATE AUGUST 2018...

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When evening dusk falls from the edge of night like a loosened taffeta from bridal halls the wrist pulse slows as the stars align their talisman to keyon thoughts of you She dances to the steps of light like a wild specimen heralding dark graphite tuning herself into the rocking motion of...

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Would an artist hand over his paint brush in exchange for the happiness of this world Watching the moon finish its last work but not putting a signature Fails to capture that beauty thet golden glow that comes through the mind of a painter While the time passes realizes that it was not created to describe...

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A Poet Called Clair There was once a poet named Clair, Who produced poetry, out of thin air. When asked, “How is it done?” She said, “I do it for fun.” And produced another; right...

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A pensive moon lets fall the rain that calls you to a darkened sill, where, apprehensive, you remain, held captive in her thrall until she waxes at the window pane to ask intently if you'll still be back when she's gone past her wane Beyond the glass, you swear you will......

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Feather light, dancing to and fro Garden rapture the fairies know A wistful touch, perhaps to try To touch the wing of a butterfly Tears upon the lonely eye do brim Softly the day's light begins to dim Melody lingers on the velvet breeze Old memories the gentle music tease Melancholy the evening music seems Sung for me in my meandering dreams The night birds...

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Listening to this haunting refrain Reminds me of a walk in the rain Can hear the raindrops as they fall Stretching my legs I am no longer small Faster I walk through my valley of dreams Getting wet as the roads turn to streams Splashing through memories held fast Letting them go releasing troubles at last The haunting refrain stays in my ears Humming...

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Sharp pain sliced like a red rose thorn, prior to church on Sunday morn. It felt as though insides were torn, when she was born, when she was born. No time to wait, she did not care, she wailed real loud then gasped for air. Her twin inside, they could not spare. I named her Clair, I named her Clair. The tears inside...

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There was a BEAR named CLAIRE. She had two sisters BLAIR, CHER and a brother PIERRE. CLAIRE"S family planned a picnic this year. Mama BEAR had to go to MARKET SQUARE which was very RARE. She gathered the children to give them TRAIN FARE,off they go to the train station in a PAIR. Nearing the...

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As ivory awakened the moon,... exquisite music lulled me to sleep .................................................. Contest: Crystalline Sponsor: Rick Parise (My mother's favorite classical piece)...

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