Une Poems - Poems about Une

there is a never after where words are lost and colours fade but perhaps we won't let go in dreams and voices there will be one more story from me you'll be attentive one last time yet the tips of my fingers ...

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Ode à Une Femme Sauvage The sun drank the water From the leaves below the flower While the moon tore the flesh From the roots that made that day But living past the dream From the slit of eyes did gleam The bloom called the barren queen Now her prize did give away In the stall of pig and mire In the nightmare...

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Les bras du cœur sont grands ouvert C'est le temps dit chanté Venez en profiter Lance-moi vos sourires Je vais même vous faire rire Notre destin est libre Voilà, l'équilibre Dieu protège et rejoint Seigneur, je te retiens Au fond de mon cœur Où demeures La profondeur Merci Seigneur La suprématie Bonjour mes nouveaux amis...

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The fragrant air settles Overtaking us The sun behind us The sound of water Ripples and waves In our ears As we sit On the wooden dock Darkness surrounds Leaving us Alone with the stars Midnight sky Shiny starlight Brings us heaven Beneath A cover of velvet....

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Béni vos ombres Il est temps de vous avancer Je vais vous le montrer Laisser le matin vous embrasser Avec bonheur enchanté Lumière éclatante Votre amour clairvoyante Bénidictions des cieux Miraculeux Avec la pluie Je vous bénis C'est moi qui te remercie...

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All I could afford Was loitering at Stu Wards Having a draft Rooty tooty in beer craft When suddenly It was not funny A feeling I was done No longer welcome It was twilight gleaming Star struck with meaning Then like it was on cue ...

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Against light source well crafted tubular structure appended with eyepiece gazing offers viewer eye-opening, mind boggling instantaneously birthing then vanishing resplendent myriad colorful geometric awesome shifting shapes hypnotizing sight seer into a whirling gigolo where multifaceted fractals display pin-wheeling arithmetically perfect triangulate squarely with proportionate arcs astounding blind faith on microscopic scale analogous to cosmic big bang spellbinding mankind from...

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Stylo à la main Je n’écris pas mon destin ni la fin Mais cette aventure dans le train Ce train de la vie que J’aime à l’infini Beaucoup de détours tous les jours Mais il n’y a pas d’aller-retour Alors je prends avec moi cet amour Pour le partager tout au long de mon parcours Cette envie de voir l’espoir...

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WE KNEAD SUCH & SUCH: TO COME DOWN HERE AND SERANDE THESE DRIFTING LOVERS MAYBE THE SWEET SOUNDS OF MUSIC MIGHT INSPIRE THEM TO IRON OUT THERE DIFFERANCES BASSOONS OBOE FLUTES DRUMS GUITERS KETTLERS CONGO'S CLARINETS VIOLENS CHELLOS PIANO SWEET RANGES OF BACKGROUND SINGERS SUCH AND SUCH A PLACE AT SUCH AND SUCH A TIME TWO WILLINGFUL LOVERS WHO LOVE ONE ANOTHER OOH OOH, OOH SUCH AND SUCH A PLACE AND SUCH AND SUCH A TIME SUCH AND SUCH A PLACE AND SUCH AND...

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Lust made me look at her Love means i can never look away...

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The sparkling melody mirrors the waves Of the peaceful Aegean Sea. With notes floating to my rousing mind, Sailing boats is all I see. With winds flowing, boats sail forward Towards cliffs of jagged rock, From the town on the bluff I watch Boats drift towards the dock. That's the scene I always see Hearing Ravel’s boat on the sea. The memory is recalled...

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Thoughts froth, crest, and merge through ocean’s indiscriminate wandering, no recognizable beginning or end like smoke on the wind, melding, melting, fusing coalescing. Reality a fragile grasp held on a two-dimensional canvas once white, clean, stretching taunt, taunt as the implausible reality of our existence- existence standing, stranding, hair, fur, frond's weaving about crowns of trees in rye...

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Une grande armée de moi! J'ai été debout où tu m'as laissé Priant pour que tu viennes me chercher Mais maintenant, j'ai trouvé mon souffle blessé Et ma seconde peau qui est déchirée Eh bien, je sais ce que tu pensais Quand tu m'as cassé en morceaux Tu pensais de me regarder s'effacer Mais j'ai...

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A strange and powerful thing ---- to not know what shall come, where winds shall carry thee, and time turns many a calendar, withered with wings of days some light, others grey; A Great Lover too far away.... (many venus'...

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To a woman (In this traslation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : « A une femme », I have retained the rhyme scheme to the letter, I hope. T. Wignesan) To you these lines in faith must console I address : A sweet dream laughs and cries in your large eyes through The purity of your soul which...

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