Joie Poems - Poems about Joie

life is meant to be fully lived as it only comes along but once. ...

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All good deeds stem from a belief That we can effect change and bring relief To people in need or those in grief Hope gives us motive, to be brief Eternal springs hope in the human breast To this the lives of great folks best attest No hope and life’s heart will forthwith arrest Hope sends you high...

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joie de vivre for no reason at all engulfs us like a mist, from head to toe rapture unbound throbbing in this bliss squall heart feels within, moment to moment grow myriad thought spirals orbit our form eye of a hurricane is always still cascading bliss currents, both cool and warm rain down Gods blessings; we drink to our fill each node...

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Inspired by the painting La Joie de Vivre by Pablo Picasso Spontaneity and synchronicity Tacit simplicity No such thing as a bystander here Amazed at my capacity to switch gear Here, to be, is to be complete Tantalisingly aware of each heartbeat There I was, aged, thinking My world grey and shrinking I was too far along the...

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It all could have been less serious, more fun and played with more exuberance, but like the lone tragedian with his oft repeated dramatic scripts we played ii out as an adversity, a roll call of regrets. We could have spent more time doing nothing much in a more magnificent way. Silence and patience were never virtues, just a signal of ennui. We could...

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No rhyme nor reason why with yours truly ejaculating (not prematurely), I utter yippee, nope no intercourse induced whoopie upon this... - day three January two thousand and twenty one perhaps consummation, regarding aforesaid euphoric mood indicative I will become philanthropy recipient i.e. anonymous lucky payee before anniversary of this monkey exhibiting fits and starts orbitz nearest star while linkedin to planet Earth as (mush ado about nothing) spasmodically thrashing as...

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gusto merriment happy jollity thrilling sparkle filled zestful magical giddy glorious laughter exciting people all over the planet Written: 5-11-2019 Contest: Charlieku New Form Sponsor: Charles Messina...

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Upon a whim arising on this sunny springtime morn hearing birds perform their songs at the crack of dawn my knapsack packed already with a tasty picnic lunch bread with cheese and wine oh such a scrumptious tasty brunch so full of joie de vivre am I for the day ahead a slow ascent upon the bus as we reach *Beachy...

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ANNA ma joie (my joy) With your mystic eyes I feel connecticut When you drive along that cost by the 95 With your mithy power I think my life uncut when surrander around by the route 495 Where was the north goes through deep into the south Close to florida a place to find everglads To destroy all of the swamp with...

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The time is here for me to take my journey to the sun For spring will soon arrive and full of life my time has come Winter months spent all alone, whilst bubble wrapped inside my home Away from freezing frost and ice and winters gleaming snow Sleep restored my equilibrium, essential for my golden glow I gently wipe sleep...

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joie de vivre, joy of life, seize the day! joie de vivre, joy of life, seize the day! When I find a new term like this I have to use it right away. joie de vivre, joy of life, seize the day! Now if I just knew how to pronounce it! she and I would be a much better fit. the...

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Surround yourself with people who have Joie de Vivre Joy of living Enthuse the day Love something about it. If you have not found the right humans No worries. Find a pet. Cat, dog, hamster, something to love. Through uplifting others Through encouraging others Through loving others We learn to cherish our self...

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'Tis said that the young girls of France At the age of twelve lose their pants To an handsome young knight Well equipped for the fight With a strong but flexible lance Les Françaises are known to cavort For sex is their national sport That thing between thighs Is the Font of Sighs Though some members seem to fall short Mademoiselles of course learn to...

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He was sitting alone in the corner In a little cafe at the painting of Monet And was talking to imaginary friend About thinness opaqueness fear Sensation of heat cold anger despair Cruelty he claimed is the language of reality Not the barren lame poetry with vulgar Metaphors hiding behind empty words Cruelty was the only honest way To open the hidden heavy...

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He remembered the day Before he was exhausted And his soul was very sick He was suicidal that night But when he woke up From his nightmarish dream His soul was not hurting Anymore and felt clean He came back to Paris thinking He was healed and free of pain His head was full of bold ideas And his heart was...

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