Noire Poems - Poems about Noire

...I would stay for hours, Waiting for a nice bee to land, On the small purple flowers of a fuchsia, or heather, I would wait for hours, As if the future of the planet depended on it, I would stay ......Read the rest...

...All French cakes are delicious, better The “ Amandier” and its subtle nuts taste in the mouth, The “Paris-Brest”, with its sweet praline cream, Rum Baba, with its sweet taste of liqueur, The “t......Read the rest...

...Sphinx this ugly, amorphous monster is stalking me again loathsome, foul blackened heart half-eaten by vicious, resentful loathing it feeds on me, tears me, rips into my viscera, fange......Read the rest...

...In my family, a convent in Lucerne, Switzerland loomed legend large. It’s name is “La Madone Noire” (the Black Madonna) and according to my mom, it is a “finishing school” where captious girls, who......Read the rest...

...High in the noire and empty skies , They blink like broken bulbs.. Late in the eve when the last bird flies, They shine like diamonds in dirt.. When the sun`s sunk down and the tides are hig......Read the rest...

...For Christmas, Trump got a guitar But he wanted to be a czar So he pulled some strings And underwear things And now he's our POTUS Bête Noire! * Trump translates, "au secours" ......Read the rest...

...Wind chimes glistening on the quartz shore, Washing fast, past raven doors, Gushing winds migrating to the north, Sway pearls of gold, back and forth. Like melodies sung on cherubs´ harp, I dr......Read the rest...

...'Tis I, your ruin ... I, the scourge, unseen ... the "C" word I am death's abettor, the bête noire So do your worst, in my ruthless wake The cold chaos of cells that rages rampant Wea......Read the rest...

...Take me away, from my family, friends and the society, In a hearse or the Bugatti La Voiture Noire. Take me away, from the surface of the earth and the Black Race, Like a pest on a crop, The tr......Read the rest...

...J'ai oublié le jour Quand tu as volé mon coeur je suis devenu très froid la vie je ne crois pas encore la musique m'a échappé Je ne ris plus je n'ai plus de larmes ni de charme morte co......Read the rest...

...Dans une teinte rose la vie explose L'arbre frémit sous son écorce noire Comme des vaisseaux sanguins qui s'agrippent au foie ses branches serpentent s'écartent et s'emmêlent pour atteindre ......Read the rest...

... "Tsundoku Tower" Bluebird windowsill peers in, strange terrain “Rain Rain Go Away”, mysterious singing eerie refrain. Ghost Girl sitting still tears falling she is......Read the rest...

...Translation of Eric Mottram’s Courbet: Elegy 8 by T. Wignesan Blanches oeuvres ouvertes résident dans les jours la surface du banc de travail est noire les géraniums-lierres les fougères et......Read the rest...

...Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - I by T. Wignesan ( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Y......Read the rest...

...Translation of Eric Mottram’s PEACE PROJECT 9 - le Projet de la paix 9 by T. Wignesan …………………..Comme gel sous l’eau noire, sommeil fatale, crapaud. ………..’Sade’ - Le Marteau sans Maître - (Re......Read the rest...