Long Candelabras Poems

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A life without pie

Come On we can't stay young
Tomorrow knows the past
We have no choice
Since birth 
You've been wild with a demon voice
In a forest with no paths 
We follow the sun and the moon...

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For so many years my one desire was to stay all night in a haunted manor
With candelabras to lighten my way, heated by the warmth of a welcome fire
Haunted perchance by a lady in white...

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At the Parisian Ball

wrapped in finest gowns

of virgin-snow, sugar-rose

and washed-out pistachio pastels

The  hour-glass shapes

 with tied narrow waists

waltzed with gallant men

togged up in midnight-dusk tails.

Victorian ladies in frilly petticoats

and gossamer laces

swirled in delicate silks

Lifting...

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Stresses in dresses are not wanting streams today they are wanting to watch a film where animals sing. It is great to know that a aqueous solution of a pickled onion jar is clever when...

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Synthemesc candelabras ache hyacinth desire till woven floors
macabre phoenix grown on veiled crucible vines, dragonflies now
    inhabit counter-clocks I've forgotten seer dust ponders hewn salamandrine fire
as a wish to eradicate all a...

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Tiptoeing inside an entrance that held 
unknown mysteries of a slain clan,
draped photographs flickered with
low-lit candelabras of Halloween eve.
I ran up the steps as my heels
cracked on through a nightfall's twirl ... 
the moon quivering...

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Affluent and formal
pink lilies deck the tables;
we await the 
sweet, affected 
laughter of our  friends.
Bedecked in bouffant hair-do's
perfumes, ermines, jewels
brocades and buckled shoes,
we dazzle, yes! We dazzle
with our mirrors, and our decals,
our precious art,...

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It's your birthday, December twenty first
make a wish
let the candelabras burn an inch
something precious
in the morning, evening kiss
you've always longed for.

Pray beneath the mistletoe, adorned
grab your popcorn
the couch besides the window looks so grand
take a...

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I will see you again in Death
Close to the crumbled Kingdom,
As the wind moans with a mouthful of ashes
And oceans reek of radiated whales
I will see you again in Death
As the wind moans with a...

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Des Nuits d'Amour
 

A fine tablecloth, Lenox china,
sterling dinner ware.
Tall, elegant candles in shiny
golden candelabras.
Un chantes, d' amour fill the 
starry night that I can smell in your 
heavenly hair.
The songs of Piaf and Aznavour
soften...

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A fine tablecloth, Lenox china,
sterling dinner ware.
Tall, elegant candles in shiny
golden candelabras.
Un chantes, d' amour fill the 
starry night that I can smell in your 
heavenly hair.
The songs of Piaf and Aznavour
soften me, caught in this love-lair.
Massages...

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The wedding date was set
December you bet
The fifteenth was their great plan

All stained-glass window sills  
Poinsettias thrills
Candelabras glowing stand

Pink, green, and burgundy
Pink roses artfully
In boutineers for young man

The bride and groom's love shone
As pictures...

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Splitting hairs with dull knifes
dressed up in bad habits
life relegated to picture screens
unheard screams
darkened diners
beckoning candelabras and moonlit drives

no wax drips sealing secret treasure
grand Mal seizures
nor sacred visions

hands tied together
reckless, restless
begging for a night outside

I...

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