Poem -
The Ghosts of Paris, Will Come
when the night comes to Paris
the voices of the ancient poets
will recite bitter sweet soliloquies
standing beside the banks
of the river Seine
and the words will echo down steam
past the gates of marble palaces
 comforting the lonely hearts, unseen; Â
hidden in the shadows,
of cobble stone alleyways.
Then light and life,
will colour once again
 the long forgottenÂ
 cobwebbed corridors
of the sleeping grey cathedrals Â
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Chris!  Lovely write!âŚIt is Romantic with ethereal touches of love whispered throughout the ages in this beautiful city of historic sites and wonderful tales of gallentry and duels.  It truly is a city that inspires love. However, while this is going on above ground underneath the city lights are the catacombsâŚtheir ghosts are dangerous!
val xox
Wow CC romantic and full of love. I applaud this wonderful write and give my *****!
Valerie thanks a lot for comment,  Paris is very cool by day, but at night I've never seen a place spring into pure magic like that place....I didn't see the catacombs but for sure that city must have a lot of angry dangerous ghosts; after the bloody revolution, but for a traveller it is quite a beautiful and unique place, I wish that I could transport myself back there this minute to stay for a week or two, I have to go back...cheers Â
PoetessDarkly I'n more than honour by your comment and the stars as well....thank you my gifted friend...cheers
Lily Mae wow, a very sweet comment indeed, thank you....oh as far as past lives; I believe that by simply believing or not believing something doesn't make it real or unreal; Â if somebody doesn't believe in gravity or believe in gravity, gravity is not staying up late worried about it, lol...great comment; very expressiveÂ
one of the rare places i have never been...Felt like I was there..
mark you should go my friend, let the city speak to you....I wish I was there longer than I was, but so help me I'm going back; there is a hill that the painters stood on and viewed the city. wow! Â I never had the chance to go there.....very flat city and then that tower, lol....it needs to be experienced....thanks for reading this, many poems I want to write about Paris...
A great write Chris . Love the images in this one. I felt I was there . Cheers to you
thanks Hardrocklover...glad you enjoyed
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love right back to you sister from down under...cheers