Bateau Poems - Poems about Bateau

...Le Bateau ivre (“The Drunken Boat”), an Excerpt by Arthur Rimbaud translation by Michael R. Burch The impassive river carried me downstream as howling warriors slashed the bargemen's throats, ......

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...You ought to know I need your intent That I'm in love now Put yourself in my place beau Show your are content You ought to know Do not grin, allow There's no time like Lent That I'm in......

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...I don’t know if owning a beautiful home, Facing the sea, makes happy, There are people who do not manage their thoughts, And that makes them dangerous, There are people who are convinced That ......

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...Extinguish the candles of another year, thirty three, By le Bateau-Lavoir, copped in contemplation, Of abstraction at le Musée de l'Orangerie, Joan Mitchell to Monet, why male comparison? No, tha......

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...La Maison Rose She is a landmark restaurant bringing fame to Bateau Lavoir I dine on dainty croissants and sip my orange tea We are both elegant and rich, And now I am feeling French.......

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...BLUEBERRY BOAT I’m going to sea in a blueberry boat With cellophane sails on cinnamon mast It could be cold so I’ll take a coat And In case of a leak some Elastoplast We shall sail on seas o......

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...The horizon is sleek : No sails coming No boat slips > And I remember That you embarked, joyful for this distant country Where you would be happy - ( according to what is sa......

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...Luminesence besprinkles fantasies on liquid love surrounding us. Riding the ebb and flow, we rock we lull, we ripple in the reverberations of our aphrodisia. Salty breezes teases our exc......

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...The blue hour takes root ... There is the dark wing of the steamer, Which takes the open sea, and carries away its regrets, Tiny passengers, waving handkerchiefs And the seagulls passing and pa......

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...My hands are embedded in your skin, And your body is rambling, To the sea of a thousand waves, > I am a boat ... - I have the heart that fails, Engraving on the ocean, my wake When ......

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...Sleeping Porch Light bulbs strung like stars made their way from the camp house down to the dock. We had two old boats tied up down there at the ready. One was made of metal an old Johnboat and th......

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...Duke Luke by his bateau Arrived at his chateau, Had he travelled through large eau! His mysterious rendez-vous with Henry Thoreau Yielded him a scarlet portmanteau. Entering his bureau, h......

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...Was by an artist of worldwide renown Sadly the museum hung it upside down Forty-seven days nothing seemed amiss So what would Henri made of this- Travesty to the great Matisse http://www.henri......

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