Lachaise Poems - Poems about Lachaise

...Christmas is a time when we remember those lost to us. But in memories stay. (A lone voice whispers.) I sometimes Still Dream about you Right out of the pale blue Waking with ......

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...Behind the polished brass and red cedar She lifts the florescent bottles and glasses At her own classy pace She’s earned that right by now I understand well Her beauty a galaxy Bundled in d......

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...'twas years ago I strolled thru Paris proper and came upon Le Pere Lachaise one night - that crowded cemetery meant for paupers soft glowing with one beam of......

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... "There are things known and things unknown and in between are the Doors." Quote by Jim Morrison, Lead singer of the Doors (American singer, songwriter and poet) _____________......

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...frère dans ta chaise c'est moi qui t'embrasse When I die I wont say goodbye If you die I shall cry Shall we both die? Who then opens the sky? Flowers will bloom though Père Lachai......

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...Birth Crawl Tears Steps Laughter Smiles Fears Careers Diseases Betrayals Denials Full circle Death nears Tears Laughter Frowns Dead clowns Dead In ground No sound Silence Abo......

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...I took a trip to Paris, France and of course I wanted to see all the attractions, walk the boulevards, see the museums and art galleries, linger at an outdoor cafe watching people stroll while si......

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...Alone Under stone The road ends here Grave of bones I reached out to caress The past, and her sweet heart so blessed Tears water down flowers, that one day shall wilt For even they, gave up ......

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...Pere Lachaise Five into the Twentieth Death is not worth the doing Life is not worth the living So I am in-between two worlds Rotting above the ground Whilst the corpses laugh in their comf......

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...Paris the 13th Tears, my tears fall to wine As I can not comprehend this horrendous crime Men filled with such spiteful hate Islamic teachings seal their fate Kill and slaughter love and smile......

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...As I crossed the gravel way Of chemim de la Geurite Through dead leaves that fell astray I dodged them in a wild mad spree As I crossed the gravel way As I climbed up the granite wall Thick a......

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...Young visitors to his grave at Pere Lachaise wonder why an old chick like me gets up on his tomb- stone which is littered with wine bottles stuck with flowers and written upon with loving g......

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