Best Geneva Poems

"Fragments and crumbs of life, 
                                  all the little pieces" 

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A teenage girl, a bit of a flirt.
Lying on a beach blanket,
Yes,  that one~ right over there!
Can you see that bubbling brunette?

Lays back down in her two piece,tartan, 
bathing suit.
White-heart shaped glasses cover her eyes.
She rubs sun lotion on her dancer's thighs.

He cannot see her...

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if you've been around the block then you've been around the world.
I've found out that the only way I could relive my life was through the eyes
of my little girl.

the feeling of being loved for who you are without giving nothing in return,
innocence is a...

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Wall
of
reform,
carved in stone-
four statues...just men !


http://www.sacred-destinations.com/switzerland/geneva-reformation-monument.htm...

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It was over twenty years ago
on holiday in lovely Switzerland
living at Vevey along Lake Lemon
one day sailed into the city so grand

Sailing into the majestic Geneva
the mighty water fountain confronts you
a prelude to the magnificence supreme
indeed a Swiss crown one so few

A visit was made...

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This is an interesting subject matter
so many things come into your mind
having been to Geneva while on holiday
such a beautiful; city was I to find

Geneva was the centre of the reformation
way back in the 1550s that was the time
when God by His spirit was at...

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Lake Léman must float
the weight of the city –
Its grey stolid affluence
needs hydraulic help.
Our paddle steamer chuffs
beyond the tall fountain.
For a while, grand houses
bob beside us.
In Geneva the poor must fit between
the opulence.
Up ahead, Mont Blanc,
and other Wagnerian massifs,
begin to shrink us into fisheyes.
Then sunlight...

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During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith in plodding persistence.
We were tested and sent packing.

Today, I’m in Geneva, with Peter (my...

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Some responsible humans, are beating a path to 
A nondescript country' may they focus real heat.!
On the coldness we know of' how much more hides away?
Is there love in that nation; maybe those native will say.?
I would they will come out in welcome? flowers to...

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There was once a middle aged man from Geneva
Who everyone around, called Benny the weaver,
He preferred living in England,
As it was closer to Finland,
His girlfriend lived there, she was a dreamer.
Forgot her address never much of an achiever
Ended up in Sweden, got sick had a...

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People came and went all night, welcomed by the warm evening, the 12-piece jazz band, rich restaurant aromas and the boundless night sky. I hear their enthusiasm as they’re escorted to their tables. These Geneva people seem more Germanic and reserved than the French, although...

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I sat in restless chairs
I breathed stilted air
what feeling compares
with feeling squandered?

I’m not sadfishing,
I was bored in a 5-star hotel.
I’d swum the Atlantic - in the underground pool
and I felt like I was marinating in boredom.

It was as if the loudest thing in our suite...

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The bright sunrise made the snow-covered Alp mountain-tips, an hour-away-by-car, glow like they were topped with lemon ice-cream. Was this evidence of magic?

Peter (my bf) and I are low atop the five story Hotel de la Paix, in Geneva, which seems like a small town...

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Something’s happening, let’s call it sunrise, for now,
and summer vacation in Geneva, in umm.. 10 hours.
My heart-beat is spiking, like a flag or kite flying.
I’m leaving an empty room - making one last pass with a broom.

I’m stuffing my bag, with the last few things,...

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