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Piaf Poems - Poems about Piaf

The voice of Emilien
...The voice of Emilien (A lone voice whispers) I once met the King of all Darkness In France As we played poker for my soul In a burnt out house While Edith Piaf sang La vie en rose ......

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Categories: piaf, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Love Said Collab With the Silent One - POTD
...POTD 27 Sept 2023 ~LOVE SAID ~ "Go find her, set her free." In my search, I found an array of colourful petals, An abundance of aromatic aromas. Eac......

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Categories: piaf, dedication, feelings, love, sensual,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Des Nuits D Amour
...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 y......

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Categories: piaf, love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Ekphrasis On La Vie En Rose
...a dulcet dreamy rendition of sweet symphony paints a cosmic light inciting the sleepy moon over the silvery sea as music soars~ I see clouds descending to kiss the silky shore resting on......

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Categories: piaf, appreciation, love, music,
Form: Ekphrasis
Another Summer
...Another summer Summer is over the night arrives hastily it was a delicious season spent indoors his cancer didn´t like to sun. To sit there and dream of summer wine and dance reading brochure o......

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Categories: piaf, books, culture,
Form: Carpe Diem



The Little Sparrow
...Edith Piaf was a sparrow Who ignored the "straight and narrow" No pure white dove She sang for love Just as wild as Cupid's arrow......

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Categories: piaf, music,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Un Peu Piaf
...Un peu piaf, rien de rien. One makes memories, what do they mean? Our small sparrow shall not fly again when those notes fall on persons unseen. Nothing for nothing, the time they spend taking......

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Categories: piaf, allegory, bird, french, love,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member The Last Dance
...Forty three years of marriage and still you make my heart beat strong I never wanted to be anything else but your wife and loving song Together we walked, jogged and trotted but most of all we da......

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Categories: piaf, longing, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Translation of Autumn Leaves-Les Feuilles Mortes De Jacques Prevert By T Wignesan
...Autumn Leaves/Les feuilles mortes de Jacques PREVERT (1900-77) Translated by T. Wignesan (Note: As far as I can make out, this poem is at the heart of all versions of « The Autumn Leaves " -......

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Categories: piaf, autumn, heartbreak, i miss
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The French and I
... It was so long ago, the camera in my heart, had almost forgotten it and so~ Let this be a tribute to Roget and his gracious mother, the owners..... A French bar, Le Montmartre,filled ......

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Categories: piaf, french,
Form: I do not know?
I Love Paris
...Paris is this: A comedian on the street an accordion that empties it"s songs on the Seine ... Summer is in the square, From La Concorde or anywhere, and the boulevards crowded with cars rol......

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Categories: piaf, allusion, art, city, creation,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member 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 h......

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Categories: piaf, love, relationship, remembrance day,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Sex Appeal
... Sex Appeal How do we know it ends? Or....did we end it? We declare ourselves no longer pretty or handsome! Think...Edith Piaf. { her bio is online} Edith married a way younger man......

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Categories: piaf, age, beauty, sexy,
Form: Free verse
Edith Lived Here
...Edith Lived here Black & white photo A house where Edith Piaf lived Casting a long shadow On a summer street. Blank windows The house is unpainted As always Edith has gone Her voice live......

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Categories: piaf, death, death of a
Form: Blank verse
Charles Aznavour and I
...Charles Aznavour and I Once in Southgate, I bumped into him I apologised, so did he, and we continued on our way. Further down the street, I said to myself you touched a famous man, thought of......

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Categories: piaf, anger, color, confidence,
Form: Blank verse

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