Saxophone & sipping cabernet,
toe tapping,
writing away
dancing within dream,
head bobbing.
O those French mots
j’aime. Sax O!
Relax O, merci beaucoup!
Kim Rodrigues © 2025
Categories:
beaucoup, thank you,
Form: Free verse
CATS AND CATS
At night all the male cats
they are gray and the female cats
suited to them ...
OVERPOPULATION
The earth has 7 billion
inhabitants and plus those
the novelists and filmmakers
create ...
MY DAUGHTER
She loves men as much as
the horses ... and have them on the short bridle
as you do in the trot ...
PS my adaptations to the epigrams
from my friend the french poet
Barbara Botton
Categories:
beaucoup, allegory, allusion, analogy, art,
Form: Epigram
Written By: D. Collins 11/17/15
Let me bring ya’ll back to what it once was.
That sweet, Gumbo flavor on the tip of your tongue.
We had The Meters, Chocolate Milk, and Fats Domino.
Louie Armstrong and the Irma Thomas Show.
We had music, spirit, and our traditional dance.
Trumpets and trombones were in every band.
We danced in the streets, and we never sat down.
Twenty-four-seven we would paint our town.
People came together as if all were kin.
And, it didn’t even matter what color of skin.
Je t’aime beaucoup for what you’ve given me.
The bosom of New Orleans and all it’s history .
With indisputable culture and indescribable heart.
Je t’aime beaucoup, which means “I Love You A Lot.”
Through me they’ll know about the “Big Easy.”
The city long, before George Bush’s “Breezy.”
Categories:
beaucoup, lost love,
Form: Sonnet
Beginning a new spring with bitter sweet
memories of the past of romps in rye
of thimble sized strawberry perfect treats...
children dripping with bountiful surprise
with sugary tart rhubarb pies and cream.
oh, they were and are, honeyed dreams of springtime.
When our cheeks were pink and blossoms redeemed
The garden, ours, or the farmer's near bye
gave us mystery as we planted each seed.
Ah, sunflowers as high as the blue sky!
What joy, what a gift each spring anew
with children young and old blooming beaucoup!
Categories:
beaucoup, nature, spring, spring,
Form: Terza Rima