Musee Poems - Poems about Musee

...How my mind slips away My words I can’t convey My time is delayed I try to meet myself halfway The trees around me fall The sounds not sweet at all The leaves trickle off That’s when I takeoff......

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...I was talked into going to France by a persuasive friend. Was not into it until I arrived. It was a magical place. The Louvre is unbelievably chic and classy. I truly enjoyed the musee d’orsay ......

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...Teetering on the edge of the precipice unknown The depth of the fatal plunge to an eternal oblivion, Is of little or no concern to him who suffers in pain Who cannot control his colors......

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...State of the Art (IV) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. Hearthside by Michael R. Burch “When you are old and grey and full of sleep...” — W. ......

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...Finally to Burn: Icarus, Resurrected by Michael R. Burch Athena takes me sometimes by the hand and we go levitating through strange Dreamlands where Apollo sleeps in his dark forgetting ......

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...Musee See where it burns in Titian's brush subsides along the cool Aegean stone, or twists in the fist-faces of Rome, our only mystery--flesh. There, uncertainty ends, or does it merely paus......

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... I met him at Cafe D L'Epoque, hidden down a covered passageway, he watched me from his table and then came over; I found him quite handsome and his accent was real sexy, soon, we were s......

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...Musee d’Orsay grasps the hands of time. The clock crowns; its gears move around. Gallery-goers lookout and grin from Paris-Orleans to Montmartre; the clock crowns; its gears move around. Each e......

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...No body parts Not in the arts No rhyme or play Can these display No satin, lace just covered face Yet still it's real The sex appeal It’s not the parts That grace the arts But prudish m......

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... I saw this darling little chick, she looked a swinging geezer. I thought I’d move to get in quick. Her name was Mona Lisa. I thought she had a perfect face, a most bewitching smile. She sw......

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... Has anyone ever heard of Edouard Manet? The late artist painted something controversial in his day. Art connoisseurs can see it on display if they visit a museum in Paris called the Musee D’......

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...Portuguese-man-of-war, knocking on the ocean's door. Making the moon shine in the mist, of this and that, and that and this. The seacow and the seaweed meet, and brush the sand off their feet.......

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