Avignon Poems - Poems about Avignon

...Easter Eggs and Tulips Grandaddy was a quiet soul, born in 1888 on the first day of Spring. He often stopped to graze his sheep, on the lush green grass found at my grandmother’s old house,......Read the rest...

...Easter Eggs and Tulips Grandaddy was a quiet soul, born in 88 on a spring day. He often stopped to graze his sheep, on the lush green grass shoots in May found at my grandmother’s old house, whe......Read the rest...

...PART ONE You tap me on the shoulder and ask whose staff I'm on, Startled I try to tell you but see that you have gone Down the path of memory to a place of no-recall Where I'll no longer find y......Read the rest...

...Lazy-bones, forsake your bed! Shake off dull sloth, rise from the dead! On the bridge of Avignon there is dancing. Join the fun! Ye gold-laden, ye who beg, off to that bridge and shake a leg! Y......Read the rest...

...Enea is Pope! (1) It doesn’t look good. There is restiveness around the ‘hood. Naples is in turmoil, a bastard claiming the throne – but is he even a bastard? ......Read the rest...

...It’s 1914, and Hollywood star Mabel Normand has just helped new boy Charlie Chaplin to develop his “Tramp” character. She is wondering if she’s done the right thing. I gave him everything – ......Read the rest...

...Alone, in Paris The flowers sing Le jardin du Luxembourg I look at all the pretty ladies Which one of them pray tell Is you The one who wishes for that sweet caress The one whose painting han......Read the rest...

...Entwined in a lovers sweat Passions sated, as a cool breeze Brings in the scent of the night Tongues tasting of wine, fully satisfied Eternal happiness, could this be? Or should I run under g......Read the rest...

...Always finding the quite of stillness; peaceful waters her, reflections.... Be it here or, perhaps there ? Assembling their higher educational think tanks Joey bought a condo at Venice while Pamela, ......Read the rest...

...In the lover's tongue's they call them romantic languages for their own sake Escucho tu susurro amor I hear your love whisper Her Spanish tongue trills, a lingual click on her ivory teeth reminisc......Read the rest...

...A Tree grows in Avignon Planted by a Soldiers hand, She slept, while Europe blazed. Bore silence through winters cull, Captured in darkness, there to laze Amongst the ruins of Avignon. Free......Read the rest...

...Blackj on white art- sepia in a time capsule. Ekphrasis-A Memory of Avignon-Edward Hardman-Photographer.......Read the rest...