Living On Violet Eagles

by Shædow Poet   Jun 11, 2005


Webs of cotton- pink, from his hand
Touching the braids of her hair
With her borrowed eyes, she will stare
At the created rainbow.
(J’aime la couleur.)

Whisks of mint from her lips
Entwined a sensation more than bliss
With his borrowed lips, he will kiss
Air of sweet rapture.
(J’adore la caresse.)

Wings of steal softened with silk
Soaring across the hills and trees
With their borrowed touch, fought catastrophe
To devour the wood.
(J’aime la puissance).

Borrowing
(empruntez l'amour)
Stealing
(une fois)
Living On Violet Eagles.

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I am pretty sure the French is correct- if anyone has any corrections on it, please tell me. I only have two years of learning the language behind me- plus I have not studied it for over 4 months.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Dorotea©

    I cannot really give critique for this one, because I do not know even one word of French. Still, the French words seemed to fit in nicely, and gave this poem a sort of 'royal' look to it. Very nice job on that. As for the English, it was very original. I loved the line, "Whisks of mint from her lips.." Nice job, this poem portrays a lot of different feelings, and they were well woven together.
    Dorotea