Marie Poems - Poems about Marie

...If they do not acknowledge you? Go hard. When they don’t have a chair for you? Build one; If you’re seen as a natural disaster ? Clean house; When you’ve spent all you have? Do work;......Read the rest...

...Mama has left She is no longer alive She left Mother Earth She is in the cemetery Mom is further on She is, here and there, really Mother is gone And no longer here With us, under the sun Mo......Read the rest...

...O the taste of the first strawberry, Wake up Marie Gaëlle, smile at me, Your eye shines like a shooting star, Pick the strawberry, crunch the strawberry, Your tongue melts like ice, Your tongue,......Read the rest...

...This time I'm doing it Release...out from me Snag, pivot, swirl Up, over, next to, ....around Where am I found Lost in the dark Or maybe the light Following hard and fast After LOVE's gu......Read the rest...

...My Marie, wasted so much time watching Sat behind your image, I always wondered Type me another picture, so I can look inside your head Reach the final thread When all the words are said and do......Read the rest...

...I paint in series; same motif – haystacks, trees, cathedrals, water lilies. normandy inspired many pencil sketches of sailing ships. aunt Marie-Jeanne encouraged me; she was a generous painter. bo......Read the rest...

...Kind and nice lady, We are not eternal, Not you, not me, not them, Hurry to love me, Marie Gaëlle, We are not eternal, Not you, not me, not them Hurry to think about it, Little mom, We a......Read the rest...

...In the depths of Van Gogh's starry night, A passion burned, and a soul took flight. Colours swirled in a cosmic dance, His paintbrush, his fervent romance. Michelangelo with marble white, Carv......Read the rest...

...We disagree I want to breathe people Feel a timeless, immortal pulse My solitude is anonymous observation Strolling in unnoticed contemplation through worlds stacked upon worlds The Flâneuse My......Read the rest...

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..."Buffy Sainte-Marie, You Are a First Nations Person to Me" When you were adopted, your spirit told you so and so you sang from the platform given by the First Nations people who took you ......Read the rest...

...When I say that you were a wonderful mother and person, I'm being sincere. The memory of the last Christmas that we shared is something I hold dear. We spent many Christmases together but we won't ......Read the rest...

...The friend Ray called on his cell phone was named Bob and he agreed to meeting Ray at their Open Door's church. Bob became his newest best friend and Bob was the youth pastor at their church. The......Read the rest...

...Marie Catwonette said “let them eat cake” She has no concept for goodness sake That some cats scrimp and claw and fight For alley scraps, which is their right. Marie Catwonette was born with a ......Read the rest...

... I was a child, peering down, down into my soul’s abyss, a sterile kingdom by the Dead Sea. She was also a child; my loveless alter ego— a glass jar not even half full. Our love wa......Read the rest...