Short Carmen Poems

It’s already morning in my heart
But you’re not here
To wake me up!


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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If you’d lend me
Your soul
For just one day,
Could you live
Without any feelings?


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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I nominate me the I
behind the fear
front of the TV
behind the desire
front of the selection
Carmen or Tara
to a birth of Me...

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Now a favourite,at the top
On first night,a  major flop
For its time,a plot too hot-
An early death was Bizet's lot
His Carmen,time has not forgot.

Tribute to Bizet...

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sunshiny springtime
       a little Happy Bird soars 
despite the flowers

4/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Blessed Sunrise day to Carmen Lee Brown Lee...

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I like covering myself 
With your forms,
Invading you with 
All that fervor…
And from all this love
I don’t want to move,
Fast asleep on your
Quiet chest.


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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I erased everything: thousand 
traces of my fantasy 
thousand futures of your grief 
thousand scenarios of hope 
thousand spaces of our destiny 
but a remembrance remains
into blue background of memory...

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I will not want
To see you again,
From my thoughts
I shall suppress 
You forever.
And even if you
Would pass through me
Again
I will be gone while 
You’re intruding.


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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Unum Carmen
 
Too many good thoughts
so many bad poems
The bridge to forever
exacting its toll
Too many to count
just one to remember
As beauty releases
—redeeming the soul
 
(The New Room: June, 2023)...

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Dear Lord 
Save our soul, save our soul

To be with you eternally
Lord have mercy

Mercy have on me
Save our soul allow us to be whole today

7/24/14
written words by  Carmen Brown Lee &James Edward Lee Sr.©2014, 2018...

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It's on a day like this,
when I really miss your smile;
Time passed, we've moved on,
Oh look... it's been a while!

Always in my thoughts,
forever in my heart,
Well for now, dear Carmen...
guess it's "Happy Birthday in the afterlife!"....

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Character and plenty of it
A Strong woman, short in stature 
Raising four kids basically on her own
Manic at times, but loved us all
Even now that we are grown,
Never to part, Mom is always our heart...

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early wet fountain 
my gorgeous new puppy barks
at the ripples pond 
~
oh! dampish fish fountain
this cute little puppy larks 
drinks the pond water

4/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Blessed Sunrise day Carmen Lee Brown Lee...

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Winter is almost upon us as the
Icy wintry mix begins to fall
November in so bleak and dark 
Trees left bare and mostly stark
Evergreens the only cover
Realizing warmer days are now over



Carmen Penchi Sunshine
Write Me A Winter Poem - Poetry Contest 
11/11/15...

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Carmen has never tried to be pretty
Her six brothers warned her to stay plain.
But as she grew, she could not help herself.
Now they are scaring suiters away on a regular basis.
I got Jose, you get Pedro.
Done!
I shooed Thomas, you shoo Jesus.
You are asking me to shoo Jesus?...

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This is all that’s left of you (or me)…

It was real (or not).
You loved (but not just) me.
I was (or not) missing you.
I trusted (but not only) you.
We were together (or not).
You broke me (or so you know).

This is all that’s left of me (or you)…


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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can you summarize
proust's remembrance
of things past in less

then a minute and a half
while juggling an egg
a chainsaw and a

bowling ball
standing on one leg
whistling parts of bizet's

habanera from carmen
or if you can't do that
at least while driving

use
your 
turn signal...

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There’s something following
Me…
I try to hide it, but
It’s always there.
Around the edges, 
Around the corner of
My eye.
It’s this evanescent 
Gloom
That pins me
To my fright…
Fright of never forgetting
Your memory,
Caged in the back of my head.

But I hope
It’s only temporary…


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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Now, that you’re far, and still I sense you close,
I try to resemble you with all my surroundings:
I gather you from sky and sunlight,
From flowers, muck and water,
From incantations and bad luck I try to fix you
And reshape you whole.
Outline your every sentiment,
Contour the heart that once loved me.


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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The tongue slips
over the grayish-blue
edge
of a Catalonian knife.
Salt.
Tambours bang.
Me or him.
The dark dance starts.
A step
… a jump.
The night –
an award for death.
A red dress –
survival.
Curse eternal –
Carmen.
Corrida – ever.
The knife stabs in the back
and the crowd cries 
'More!'.
Breath, breath – the edge
squeals…

*‘Ultimo! (Spanish)...

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Sweet and salty      Or       Should I say        Salty and sweet        Never needed tenderizer  To soften this meat       Devouring Carmen       Down by the sea        Always a place       I wanted to be       That's  it                   Richard Ferry                                                       PS ..   Sorry I did not follow the rules...

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My soul in filled with paths,
Haunted, it is, by light
That causes me desolation,
My soul is a celestial bird…

I’m now blue from
Sky and ocean
And smell like garden
All around…
My kiss is now on the edge
Of dusk,
My soul is a child in prayer…

I’m this morning
Of poem and sunlight…
I’m this divine path for
You, my love, to walk on…


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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We bereaved-
Loved our child since she was conceived. 
Doctors declare she was diseased. 
We sneezed and she was seized. 
It’s hard to breathe; I don’t know if I can proceed. 
They say I need to grieve. 
It’s just too hard to believe. 
Cancer is a thief. 
I have only one thing- a guarantee that she received peace. 
Forever will l squeeze, that her pain was eased. 
Carmen is free, indeed....

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I’ll burn down the steps that lead
To me, and never walk 
On them again.
I’d prefer your absence 
Than the brutal lies
You utter.
I’ll mouth my will and blaze
It too,
My emasculate word 
I’ll bring to ashes 
And feed it to the wind.
I’ll tattoo the fire
In my eyes, 
And in my veins,
To light the torch within me.

I’ll burn it all,
Until the burn will have deceased.


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila...

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Fervent sandstorms of daylight
 breathe their last on hot topanga
distant shores rumble with breeze
 splashing colours of blooming dusk.

Oh my blue crystal dreams so delicate
 dance on sumptuous serene waves
silver stars on the glass in carmen
 sprinkle in slithering hush to sleep.

July 8, 2020

Strand Completely New (7) Any Theme Any Form Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
~Winner: 1st Place...

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