I'm Your Fantasy
I'm your fantasy don't you see,
even at night you dream about me.
You are spellbound by my mystic,
I'm like a rare diamond at its peak.
Sparkling and shimmering is my magic spell,
I had control over you and how you fell.
Fell for me and my made up fantasy life,
you don't really know me after all this time.
My life story unravels before your eyes,
your like a red cherry caught in the vines,
you are drunk on me and don't know your own mind.
Look at my photos, read all of my poems,
you try to figure me out even though it's plain as the driven snow,
you don't know what's in front of your very own nose.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 3,2011
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I’m Your Fantasy
I’M YOUR FANTASY
I’m your fantasy don’t you see,
even at night you dream about me.
You are spellbound by my mystic,
I’m like a rare diamond at its peak.
Sparkling and shimmering is my magic spell,
I had control over you and how you fell.
Fell for me and my made up fantasy life,
you don’t really know me after all this time.
My life story unravels before your eyes,
your like a red cherry caught in the vines,
you are drunk on me and don’t know your own mind.
Look at my photos, read all of my poems,
you try to figure me out even though it’s plain as the driven snow,
you don’t know what’s in front of your nose.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011
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Dream State
I know my long hair caught your eye-
as you where driving by.
Luckily that was the hook
besides my sparkling eyes and sexy look.
You point to numbers on your truck
your numbers stands for 'angels' not for luck.
Now there many times I would see your face
on other roads of time and space.
Yes, in the surreal dream state
I'ld see you in the past a different date.
So this is the first poem, not the last-
the scenery changes-
time speeds up fast.
For an ice spell could ruin your chance-
get in the way of your sacred dance.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 31,2012
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Key West 2004
Year was 2004
went to Key West,
not a bore like before.
I posed next to a gold man,
with cool planet painting in hand.
Then posed with a parrot,
while owner holds a carrot.
Went to strip club up the stairs,
all the soldiers where there who stared.
Went to restaurant wearing a pink hat
next to an artist at bar is where I sat.
Artist painted me in my pink hat,
really quick and really fast.
Took photos with him and my friend,
still have painting, needs no stand.
Then went to beach to get a tan,
It was warm I layed on sand.
Then I ate at pancake place,
It was fun, I ate and ate.
Have to go back at later date,
I hear Fantasy Fest is great.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 30,2011)
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Angel my Niece
Baptized in church in Minneapolis,
it was a special day I would not miss.
I have a photo of you and me,
we both were smiling happily.
Then when your first Christmas came,
I got to see you once again.
First Christmas for baby Angel my niece,
It was happy and filled with peace.
Then of course I would only see you sparingly.
I have pictures of your volleyball game,
you are a teenager now you don't look the same.
I also have photos of you and with Allisa at your grandma's,
You are very happy just because.
Because you are a sweet and caring girl,
You are precious to the world.
I'm glad I saw you graduate,
It was a glorious and memorable day.
Happy Birthday I also wanted to say,
I hope you received your card I sent your way.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Lost Poems
When I was a child about the age of 5,
I wrote a ton of poems late at night,
I gave them to my school teacher
who thought they were great,
but I never did see them again to this date.
My mom tells me I became despairingly mad,
then I became really sad,
which then made me cry and cry,
so to make up for lost time,
and also before I lose my mind,
I write Purple Poems that really do rhyme.
That my friend is what you will find,
when reading Purple Poems from Christina Sunrise.
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Storytelling Poet
I would like to say I am a storyteller foremost,
my poems are stories, like the Poem about the Ghost.
My 'People' poems are a happy story,
poems are never sad, mean or gory.
'Peeve' poems where written when I was mad,
I couldn't express it to people who made me sad.
Now 'Pet' poems are always happy, funny or cute,
some make you cry or laugh like a hoot.
Now I want to write like C.S. Elliot one day,
maybe before I'm old and grey.
My initials are C.S. or S.C. Suzae or Sue,
one day poets will copy my storytelling poetry style too.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on January 20,2012
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Danced with Donald Trump
Danced with Donald in a dream,
I thought it was very funny and very strange.
I told him I wrote a poem about Melania and him,
it was a quick poem I wrote on a whim.
Donald responded
'those people are nuts that whole gang, '
and I know what he meant,
this is a New Yorker and Jersey slang.
In poem I shot photos of his Slavic wife,
when she was carrying a precious life.
This happened when I was working for Palm Beach Today.
Photos shot at Mara A Largo better than Hotel Elegante'.
Then I noticed his belly protruded with fat,
He told me he just ate a black bat.
Then I woke up realizing it was just a dream,
I thought thank heaven life is not this extreme.
(By Suzae Chevalier on August 31,2011)
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Ghost Photos Of Vegas 2010
I was in Vegas in October 2010
I was with Melodie doll who is my child within.
We went down the Vegas Strip
seeing everything that was hip.
Photos of Melodie posing in front of Casinos
people where watching me amazingly so
I kept shooting for little did I know.
I thought there will be great photos to boot-
it ended up being a ghost photo shoot.
Photos did not come out at all
even though I saw the sights and had a ball.
I bought a green Vegas Cap though
US Army design with jewels that glow.
Nikon will be the next camera I will buy
it will take great photos that light up the sky.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 17,2911
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Green Eyed Prıncess
My eyes where green since the day I was born,
not being told this makes me feel torn.
Now I can relate to “Green Eyed Lady” song,
it’s a song I can dance to all night long.
It has different meanings that you can project,
I feel like the flower child of the sixties to be honest.
Kissing a green eyed lady is like kissing the ocean,
I write about mermaids that make magical potions.
Elton John wrote, “You see I've forwgotten if they're green or they're blue”
Green is harder to come by there are less people with green only a few.
So, being a little different with green eyes and not brown,
Makes me more of a princess in my fantasy story with the crown.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 10,2011
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Waves Of Light
Indian guy blows light in my eyes,
It was glowing—totally mezmorized.
He says everything has a glowing aura
That he can see,
When he walks among the plants and the trees.
We are made of fast moving light,
we can’t see it in dark or night.
He says there is no karma to go through,
that we should just go with the flow and have fun too.
He lives in Vegas and travels the USA,
He was made fun of in India so he doesn’t go there today.
People don’t believe what they can’t see, so they don't conceive.
I will hopefully see Indian guru again,
have many more questions without end.
Written by Suzae Chevalier August 22,2011
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Year 1894
The Year Was 1894
A year I can't ignore.
I saw an image in a dream
it was surreal consciousness stream.
I saw a motorcycle and the blue eyed boy-
I was filled with joy.
Then I started to cry in my gut
something bad had happened
I was distraught.
Dream fades and with tears in my eyes-
I don't know if this is a past life.
But left an impression on me—
will find out if tragedy.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 29,2012
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Life’s Questions
When I was the tender age of five,
I asked my mother a question about life.
“I know I hear your voice, and I hear mine,
Were does my voice come from, it seems so sublime.”
Then of course my mom did retort,
She is not the comforting kind of sort.
“If you asked anyone they would think you were crazy”
So I decided hey, I know I will find out one day I’m not lazy.
I did talk to many who are a sage,
Even read the written page.
Of all the questions I have to ask,
How did we get here, I know it’s not by chance.
Now I read “Conversations with God”
It helped me confirm and figure it all out.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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Vines Collide
Looking out my castle window and what do I see,
bright green vines growing up a tree.
Vines are now climbing up my screens,
they form a web to protect me.
From the Troll that lurks outside,
He lives under a bridge is where he does resides.
Now Troll was forbidden to enter the castle once again,
He did not keep his word so he lost his princess friend,
Princess Melodie who does stay inside,
looking out her window where all vines collide,
Collide into each other so they will hide,
the princess’s magic castle where you will find.
Find all sorts of magic books that she has written,
Troll wants to be in one, for he is smitten.
Yes, troll you will know,
that soon it will be sold,
the Story of how the vines did grow,
to keep you out with your Big Stubby toe.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Born with Pisce's Moon
Michael Jackson, Marilyn Monroe,
Elvis, Me and Leonardo DiCaprio,
are Pisce's moon wouldn't you know?
Pisce's which is our moon sign,
we base our decisions on emotions that's how we decide.
Feeling that the world is a sugar coated place,
we get sucked in by predators who are a disgrace.
We are sensitive to the ninth degree,
emotions control us, giving into fantasy.
All or nothing can be to the extreme,
great with imagination and we love to day dream.
Phenomenal artists we become,
when we stick to it with all our guns.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on January 24,2012
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Laddy The Protector
Bark, bark is what you would hear,
from Laddy the Sheltie who would bark off your ear.
He was the protector who wasn't afraid,
he would make sure mother Jean was o.k.
He rescued her in the her swimming pool,
she fell in and he pulled on her robe so very smooth.
Photos of Laddy and Shieka my Pom-Shelty pup,
They both sat on chairs, sitting straight up.
They both played and played all day,
Shieka made Laddy happy when Jean passed away.
Now Laddy is with mother Jean,
I hope they are happy once again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Donald Trump's Safe Kept Secret By Suzae Chevalier
Light bulbs flash and celebrity smiles,
all for a photo in "Fashion & Style".
Now at Palm Beach Today,
photographer Sue Chevalier,
snaps photos of Donald & Melania
on the morning of Easter Sunday.
Just around the same time that year,
Melania conceived a gift that was very dear.
Now Sue heard the news and never did brag,
she was not a squealer who makes money on rag mags.
Unlike a photographer who heard 'your fired' with no tears,
selling photos of Donald's wedding so 'cavalier'.
But of course at that time Sue was not near,
she was in Bora Bora having fun times with good cheer.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on Jan.31,2011
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The Dogs Of Drangonchester
THE DOGS OF DRANGONCHESTER
The dogs of Dragonchester is a condo that sits by the Sea,
surounded by sand, tropical plants and palm trees.
Happy Dogs live at the Dragonchester for I have seen,
these dogs are special to their owners, they make them happy.
Inside this book is a collection of Dragonchester Dog poems,
you can read them at your leisure at night in your home.
Some poems might make you laugh, some poems might make you cry,
that is the observation of me the poet whose words I do scribe.
These poems you can pass along to your dear friends,
you can frame them if you like so you can read their words again.
Many wishes to the dog owners and a cheer to their pets,
many more stories to make into Dragonchester Dog poems still yet.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011
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Let The Polar Bears Live
Who are we to pollute Polar Bears homes?
Ruin their lives and then take the throne.
The illusionary throne of power that we
Think we have,
Will man’s power over animal kingdom ever end?
Try to control God’s will and not comprehend?
It’s not about power,
it’s about strength in this new land.
Strength to work together with all beings of life,
not destroy them with an polluting knife.
What affects them affects us all,
It’s like a snowball effect,
which keeps getting bigger like a beach ball.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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The Magic Of Krendoll Island
The world is filled with Kings and Queens,
along with many other wonderful things,
that delight you eyes and makes you sing
of happy songs and merry things.
So come with me to a fantasy land,
where your birthday is special, merry and grand!
It’s a place in your dreams, where you go to every night,
you will know you are there when you see a sparkling sight!
The sparkle is from UniCandle unicorn’s flame,
it lights up beautiful colors again and again.
The flame has magic powers to make your birthday wishes come true,
no matter if your eleven, seven or two.
You will be crowned a queen for a day and lead your own parade!
so come with me to see this magical world, it’s a fun adventure for every boy and girl!
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Allisa my Niece
Baby Allisa would grow up to be,
a mother of Mya who is now 3.
I will always have fond memories
of Allisa who is very outgoing and very sweet.
Allisa came with me as helper to my book readings.
She helped set up the props for my set,
She even was helpful and didn't fret.
When Allisa was ten, we celebrate at Famous Daves,
Allisa tells M.C. it's my birthday, to announce it on stage.
She was even a princess in my video shoot,
It was fun, it was a hoot!
I have Halloween photos of the party at the mansion on Lyndale,
when Allisa and her friends had fun to the upscale.
Yes, Allisa takes great photos and even video's too,
we shot a funny video at a middle school.
Yes, by then Allisa was taller than me,
yes, she had grown into a preteen.
I just saw Allisa and her daughter just last year,
I gave niece Mya a toy owl, she was in good cheer.
Thank you Allisa for all the fond memories.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011
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