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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
Honeysuckle by the sea
lupine blue and wild sweet pea
buttercups and hare bell fair
tiny daisies for my hair
kissed by winds
of salted spray
sweetest bloom of the day
flaxen sea oats
bend their heads
anchored in their sandy beds
purple vetch's tendrils creep
through watery graves
where starfish sleep
silent ocean bed of glass
awaits the twilight time to pass
so to greet the shadowed moon
hear the distant lonely loon
seaside flowers will slumber nigh
under stars in evening sky
pinkest sunset will adorn
evening clouds for next day's morn..
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2009
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
Roses are red and pink and yellow
Go find yourself another fellow
You promised you'd lose a ton of weight
By February of 2008
I don't want a gal in a size forty dress
If I wanted a monster, I'd visit Loch Ness
So very good wishes on this Cupid's Day
Go look for a guy who cares not what you weigh
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
Silver butterflies fell from his mouth
when he spoke her name
and away they fluttered
through the pink afternoon
and circled the maiden
who slept beneath the willow
through her raven hair they laced
while in dreams she met him
as through the blaze of sunset they rode..
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2010
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
Closing the silk curtains quietly
She lays down in the curve of his back
Oh, the sinful joy of stolen hours
The soft warmth of human flesh
Clean and sweet as billowing sheets
In a summer wind
As sleek as a forest beast, his back an
Unblemished canvas on which to
write her thoughts or trace her fingernails
In a beautiful dance like skaters on
A frozen pond
In the rthymn of sleep she watches
His shoulder rise and fall oblivious to
Her presence and thoughts of his
Woman waiting patiently behind homemade
Curtains which dance in the evenig breeze
Pulling the sheet up to her chin she covers both
Of them and closes her eyes.
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2017
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
A flock of Christmas doves
carried a turquoise veil
through a white winter sky
and found a willow tree
weeping and alone
in the cold of a December day
The veil was pinned in the sky
and twenty five doves
alit in the bare branches
so the tree was no longer alone
as it listened to the song
of the doves in the chilled morning air..
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
Twas the night before Christmas
He sat near the street
With his dog in a blanket
Warming his feet
The sidewalk was cold
His windbreaker thin
He longed for a scarf
To cover his chin
He wished that his pants
Were free of the holes
And dreamed of new shoes
Without paper soles
He played his violin
With a melancholy ring
Like the sound of an angel
Which made the heart sing
Where once he had played
To whomever he choose
But his life took a turn
When he fell for the booze
The snowflakes fell softly
And peppered his hair
As he faintly heard carols
In the soft evening air
He counted his money
And wrapped up the dog
Shouldered his knapsack
And walked through the fog
Tomorrow was Christmas
To him one more day
To walk in the streets
With his violin to play
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2007
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
Hallmark moments:
I like your face
Your flaxen hair
Your remind me of
My old grey mare
You skin is soft
Your eyes are blue
But I hear you wear
A size twelve shoe
I see your mother
In your face
Remind me not
to forget my mace
You are a special
love, my hon
If only you didn't
weigh a ton
You are the fairest
of all maids
Its such a shame
You gave me Aids
Your Gothic look
and tasty lips
Make me want
to bring my whips
You left me on
that April day
I never dreamed
You might be gay
You made me
swoon
You made me sigh
I never thought
you were a guy
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
A powder puff moon
hangs in a languid sky
gathers stardust from the milky way
and airbrushes the faces of passing angels
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
The Man in the moon
With the smiling face
Appeared through clouds
Of tattered lace
He blew a kiss
To the twinkling stars
And gave a wink
To his good friend Mars
Filled his glass
from the milky way
To give to the sun
At the break of day
Tipped his hat
To Venus so bright
Most regal star
That shone in the night
Silvery orb that
hangs in sky
Lives eternal
As years go by
When we die
And leave this earth
Others will claim
Their rightful birth
That mystery moon
Will still abide
And change its
Rythmn with trembling tide
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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Valerie Bellefleur Poem
On a fading stage of August
Lady summer reluctantly sheds
Her emerald robes of a dying season
As the blazing Autumn stands
In the wings
Adorned in her gown
Of russet and gold
Awaiting her debut -
Her opening night
Of an illustrious September
Copyright © Valerie Bellefleur | Year Posted 2008
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