flower of the night
hides her beauty in darkness
till the morning light
date:12/25/109
Red and blue
In the sun;
On an island
Near the coast-
Strange and
Bizarre flower,
With blissful scent,
Feverishly spent!
Heart of the morning,
And the color-
Of the sunset,
On skies of blue.
My little flower,
So savagely wild!
Fleur noir
Fleur effrayée le soir
Fleur de la nuit
Fleur invisible
Fleur qui n'a jamais touché la pluie
Une fleur qui n’a jamais dansé dans le vent
Une fleur qui ne chante
La fleur qui se cache nue
S`est jamais souvenu
Une fleur qui est tout simplement
Une petite fleur
Toutes les fleurs avec des pétales brisés
Enfin réunis
Au-dessus de mon cercueil
Aujourd'hui, vous êtes tous au soleil
Je dors avec la lune
FLEUR DE LIS, golden lily
FLEUR DE LIS, holy trinity...
Sacred design blessed by the
Church and given to France
For protection during war
Times...
FLEUR DE LIS, the golden lily
FLEUR DE LIS, the holy trinity...
And when the French came to
The new world it became the
Royal seal of New Orleans...
Not too many people know just
What it really means today but
Needless to say it is the
Unmistakable trademark of
New Orleans and it looks as
Tho it is here to stay..,
FLEUR DE LIS, the golden lily
FLEUR DE LIS, the holy trinity
The FLEUR DE LIS, FLEUR DE LIS!
Merely, till an essence
With just a look
To liberate impressions
Let loose with sparks
Of passion’s love
Where seedlings shall begin to grow
A renaissance of emotions
From deep within
Allowing, flowering into blossoms
Amid a mere forgotten
Hollowed heart
Unto undiscovered places
Sprouting to near higher heights
Nourishing the under root
Into undiscovered parts
If merely to partake of light
Petals along a trellis searching
Until anew, blooming life imparts
To me, yea, Iris is invisible,
The scent of yours all pervading,
Behold your face all-rich,
When I close my eyes.
Wordsworth's daffodils to me,
Membrane of the eyes,
That gives light to me,
Light that misleads the morn.
You are the genus iris,
With sword-shaped leaves,
Showy colored flowers,
Displaying rainbow colors
Your eyes green and deep,
Deeper than the depth,
Stilled waters at even,
Those eyes break of the day.
I see a heart full of love,
With the gentleness of a dove,
Feel in her eyes March,
September in her heart.
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Fourth Place Win
Contest: Convert a song into lyric by Giorgio V.
*This is the revision of my Poem entitled "Break of the Day" posted on this site in 2005 based on Elton John's Amoreena. Actually it was dedicated to a Denmark Beauty.
**The fleur-de-lis is a stylized lily (in French, fleur means flower, and lis means lily) or
iris
.
Beauty simple grace
Elegance royal design
Rich white pulchritude
Gentle woman of masculinity,
Her passion for the above never matched,
A war time hero leading down the path,
Fighting for the righting of all mans’ ways,
A heroine she was that Joan of Arc.
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