Best Gars Poems

We met in yonder tavern
hay up top o' meikle hill
bousing  nappy til a' fou
the nite drave on wi' rairing voices
an the nappy growing better
a souter gars a bet wi' lades o' siller
the deil laughs as they skelpit 
slippin' in the dub. Ro'nd birch
an meikle...

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BILINGUAL  CONFRONTATION


She entrée-ed into the room and it was all so déjà vue
Because her Quebecois wiggle was timed to match the tango
But she’d met her match with the senorita from Peru 
Madre de dios -  que Madonna!  With eyes afire from the...

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I: Sheep
 (A poem about Covid)

next door to 19 chimneys
and 'the dark satanic mills'
a flock of sheep is grazing
oblivious in the hills.


II: Other Animals
(They do all exist!)

goblin sharks and pangolins
sea pigs, star-nosed moles

mata matas, sugar gliders
shoats and water voles.


aye-ayes, dik-diks, wobbegongs
chicken turtles, loons

shoebills, snipes and...

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La Tombe d’arbre – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « Tree Grave » by T. Wignesan

Quand-t-il s’était parti, notre défunt,
Au-delà pour le Monde des Ombres,
Pendant que nous poussions des gémissements,
Nous lui avons enrobé dans d’écorce d’arbres,
Et nous lui avons porté, en récitant
Notre chante de mort lugubre,
Vers...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s DEER HUNT - la Chasse aux cerfs by T. Wignesan

                    “La civilisation est une maladie, le barbarisme rejuvenation.”
    ...

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Où allons nous? Translation of Oodgeroo  Noonuccal’s “Where are we going” by T. Wignesan

Ils sont venus dans une petite ville
Une bande à moitié nue soumise silencieuse
Tout ce qui restait de leur tribu.
Ils sont venus à leur vieux territoire bora 
Où beaucoup d’hommes blancs maintenant...

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The trenches are dug,
We gotta go, guys,
Defend our country,
On the other side of the Rhine,
They don’t speak French,
On the other side of the Rhine,
They don’t speak German,
Sprechen Sie Deutsch ?

We gotta go, guys,
To die for a wheat field,
die for a mill,
To die for his children,
We...

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Translation of Roberta Flack's Killing Me Softly with his Song by T Wignesan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgl-VRdXr7I


Refrain :

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

(Ses...

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On n’a jamais assez
Remercier
Dieu de nous avoir créé
Et de nous donner le droit d’aimer

Sans lui
On ne serait pas ici
On serait une poussière dans l’air
Ou une étoile dans l’univers

Merci Dieu
Tu es mon ami pour la vie
Car sans toi
Je n’aurais jamais rencontré ce gars
Je te remercie pour...

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Gloriously "FAKE" Early Boyhood

Yah, ma brew their,
     and American sister golden hair -
     afar and away
book as aye ken ream hem bar,
     yea when yar whiz jist a bay 
bee, hun me
 ...

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I was in love at only seven 
Her name was Miss. Grayson
We made butter in mason gars 
But, I was the one asked to hand the crackers out

I really scared her one Halloween
I put a paper skeleton in her top drawer
She acted as her fright...

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Je veux tomber amoureux
Mais un bon gars est dur de trouver
Donc je voyage le monde
À la recherche de quelqu'un qui me persuadera
Cet amour existe vraiment
Donc je rêve de la France
espérant un jour je peux visiter 
et rencontrez l'homme de mes rêves sur le sol étranger

...

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apes smile
ants pile

bats cleave
bugs leave

cocks crow
cows plough

dogs bark
ducks quack

elks stride
eels slide

frogs leap
fleas creep

goats skim
gars swim

hares dig
hens sprig

insects
infect

jays sing
joys ring

krills feed
kois breed

Lord*-blest
life's nest.

*Genesis 1:25 And God made the beast of the earth after his kind, and cattle after their kind, and every thing that creepeth upon...

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With the hot summer sun beating down,
leaving blisters on our necks and back.
Walking through those swift murky currents,
just you‘n me, and a gunny sack.

Dipping our heads below the surface,
searching for a fish’s hidden den.
With nimble fingers probing into holes,
hoping to find the catfish within.

Perhaps a...

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