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Short Paris poem by Mark J. Halliday| Details | |

Bastille Day Bicentennial July 1989

'Neath the Sacre Coeur,
Firecrackers bursting nearby,
Nelly first kissed me.

20141003

Short Paris poem by Jules M.| Details | |

ANYWHERE

A Parisian storm
Romantic aromas, wine
Cool rain, intoxicating 
An interesting place, paradise
It can be anywhere
You are

Short Paris poem by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr| Details | |

SHOW TIME

its on line
stars be on time
i'll be there
i go everywhere
 i love to sing
love this thing
i'll not be left behind
at
SHOW TIME

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Paris no death

her of a soul
him to a body
living in the mind
thereby the I drama
where the Me negates death
praying a spacetime
on point One of Paris

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Paris my prison

another world for me
a soul that I be
a freedom for life
free by love for liberty
for living — Paris my reason
Paris my unfulfilled desire
Paris my prison

Short Paris poem by Mohamed Adel| Details | |

Short Poem

I'm trying to make this poem so short
I want to try a new thing of the sort
I don't know if you guys will like it or not
That's up to you, but for now here's a dot!

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Paris in my bed

this is the loyal trail
here the street of fantasies
for beauties - the soft path
where the desire 
whereby the caresses
for happiness by two
for pleasure by three

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Paris good soul

Paris is not an abstraction
Paris is more than my tea
Paris is now one theory
where I hold back my cry
because its heaven is not me
just a self-control
good soul

Short Paris poem by Warner Baxter| Details | |

A Girl from france

THERE ONCE WAS A GIRL FROM FRANCE WHO DANCED ON STAGE WITH NO PANTS SHE SHOWED OFF HER TUSH BUT NEVER HER BUSH SHE LEFT THE CROWD IN A TRANCE

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Delphine my staR

She sticks cons a fate
listening the young Bach
Jean Sebastian before the goodness
before the consciousness
after the Joy
to sing her first
her absolute perfect accordance

Short Paris poem by arthur vaso| Details | |

Little Paris

Petite Paris

A little love
A little kiss
A little death
In the arms of a lover

Un petit café
Along the Sienne
How I dream
How I wish for just a little

Of your love

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Solstice 19439,11

possibly later in the street 
my sad voice by the symphony of Paris 
because I sing the loneliness 
and meditation on the long days 
with the holy hope 
for universal peace 
for eternal liberty

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Heart of Paris

I am from another galaxy 
all a romance in the heart of Paris 
all a mystery without desire 
all a lost phantasm 
all a film of being 
where art is in the spiritual thread 
so that every love to be eternal

Short Paris poem by Warner Baxter| Details | |

another girl from france

THERE ONCE WAS A GIRL FROM FRANCE ON THE STREET SHE WOULD SING AND DANCE ONE DAY THERE WAS SUCH A HUSH ‘CAUSE SHE SHOWED A BIT OF TUSH WHEN SHE RIPPED OUT THE SEAM OF HER PANTS

Short Paris poem by John lawless| Details | |

VIVE LA FRANCE - visual 4

Vive La France - visual #4

Weeping
half staff – full heart
stiffened - resilient 
proudly applauding freedoms voice
she speaks.



1/14/2015

For Andrea Dietrich – An American Beauty Poetry contest




Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Paris without Me

need a muse from another galaxy
need a naked star for my green card
need a red wine after our love apsis
need a planet of new life
Earth by spirit on air
Mars like a promised paradise
Jupiter in her philosophical analysis

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

The great Parisian model

to a sweet navel of glutinous oracle
sticks the fairytale makeup
because the model caressed the tree
since the model recognizes the apple
as the model eats the grass
a carrot from Hollywood paradise
a green salad with organic smelly

Short Paris poem by Earl Schumacker| Details | |

Insect Part Ten

      Insect Part Ten

Music is the enemy of the state
Birds sing pretty boy to the wind
Religion comes out to pray on Sunday
Boredom is my favorite color
But not today
I wish that time would stop
And that earthquake began with the letter “R”

Also: Very Important.... Very urgent.... (never mind)

Short Paris poem by Mark J. Halliday| Details | |

C'est la vie

Left Monterey on Saturday.
Arrived in Paris early Sunday.
Driven to the Somme Cemetery Monday.
Job-interviewed and lunched on Tuesday.
Flew back home via L.A. Wednesday.
Recovered on Thursday.
Back to work on Friday.
Disappointed on Saturday.
Didn't get the job, but spent three nights in Paris at government expense.
C'est la vie.

Short Paris poem by Milan Georges Burovac| Details | |

Belgrade on Champs-Elysees

my soul plunged into sadness
and this town becomes my cry
Belgrade in Paris
when I feel its beautiful avenue
singing the hymn to nostalgia
oh land of my youthfulness
my lovely Serbia

______________

mon âme plonge dans la tristesse
et cette ville devient mon cri
Belgrade à Paris
quand je sens sa belle avenue
en chantant l'hymne à nostalgie
oh pays de ma jeunesse
mon adorable Serbie

Short Paris poem by Randi Strandberg| Details | |

There is Nothing More Beautiful

A Paris night,
There is nothing more
beautiful.
Late night walking
through small streets.
The metro, underground
is dark and mysteriously lovely.
Up into the nightlife
emerges spirit from
all.
Twinkling in spots all
around, the music
of the Parisians
sounds.
Like happiness wrapped
in a starry bow
but with wide awake yet
sleepy eyes.
It watches us slowly
wind down
into a café espresso and a
“Bonne matin, madamoiselle."

Short Paris poem by PEDROS FERNANDES| Details | |

All

Daniel JR search where do the wind goes 
Well you do
I want a kiss from you 
Twice softly and sweetly Mon Amour 
How will your father coquettishly do  
Came in if you have a chance, something pops up- thanks for trying
Cabs are yellow silver and blue
White Grey as your Eyes
Be good no lies
Us is Us 
Yours Heart Mine Is 
Be,
There's no fines for
AMOR
only in mailing
I am stuck on thy beauty
and classy Catherine SR nurturing 
All Lucky
All

Short Paris poem by T Wignesan| Details | |

Limericks croises: Once Boxer met a Poodle in broad street

Limericks croises : Once a Boxer met Poodle on leash

Once Monsieur walked Poodle in broad street
Madame laid up after nightlong feat
Poodle tripped in full glee
In Paris rue carefree
Monsieur took note of neighbours who cheat
 
Saw Mademoiselle walk Boxer on leash
Boxer lick-jumped Poodle with relish
Monsieur’s leash entangled
Mademoiselle’s hose bungled
Rush hour traffic stopped to let dogs enmesh/unleash.
 
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

Short Paris poem by Peter LeBuhn| Details | |

Paris I adorent

 Paris I adorent
   
Dedicated to my Beloved Paris

France, her mystery
Her history
Around each corner
A story unfolds

The quiteness of La Seine
The elaborateness of Le Tour Eiffel
Paris I adorent
As it is you I explore
We have developed rapport

En Paris ces't ma couer
En Paris ces't ma maison

One day we will meet again
One day we will meet again


Peter LeBuhn

Copyright ©2005 Peter B. Lebuhn 

Peter LeBuhn 
 
 

Short Paris poem by Tareva O'bear| Details | |

Le Moulin Rouge

Lets go to Paris' finest venue.
Lets go enjoy the ride.
Where the skirts fly high,
and the gentlemen dressed in black tie.

Follow me behind the red curtain.
Experience this life.
Where the dancers entertain you,
and there's no strife.

Venez au Moulin Rouge,
and be apart what you dreamed of.
Feathers that drift, Diamonds that sparkle in the light.
That you'll wanna stay all night.

So come to this cabaret,
witness the cancan.
You'll love it forever,
cause nothing else is better.

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