Best Montmartre Poems

soak up the side streets of Montmartre, 
Paris, 	Pigalle on Boulevard de Clichy
class less 	art combusts	then drips 

- street beggars & tourists cant

writer Rubbish pastes...

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Soaked up the atmosphere of Montmartre
Found café enjoyed French citron tart
Double shot of coffee went down so well
Then I heard the Sacré-Coeur bell.

With hand on...

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I confess that these are false memories
as I’ve never been to the Paris’ and it’s
arrondissements, and these days, I avoid
air travel what with climate change.
Yet...

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The croaking toad
The spitting toad
Is ill
Time and wind pass
Like poor cowards.

Nothing is forever
Life will remain beautiful
Put a little salt
‘Cause we must fill up the shovel
Where...

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Oh! What a journey
We have walked through fields of gold
And stood beneath starry nights

Moon dust in our eyes
specks still  glowing on our tongues
And in...

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Flower power

“If you’re going to
San Francisco be sure to
wear a flower 
in your hair”
long and shaggy
shagged longing wild

And to Berlin or
Paris for that 
matter to...

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If I only had one wish be granted me tonight,
To be forty-five, again,would be a blessed delight.

To be able to walk in high heeled shoes,
Not...

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Wish I was a poet, and got well paid
for poems writ whilst wearing suede
and drinking lots ‘n' lots of claret, 
in a well-appointed Paris garret

My...

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Musee d’Orsay grasps the hands of time.
The clock crowns; its gears move around.
Gallery-goers lookout and grin 
from Paris-Orleans to Montmartre;
the clock crowns; its gears move...

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When limbs of Montmartre tint the glow
chemise de nuit falls to the ground,
belle de jour, come moan a pale sound
through alleys winding lamp light’s flow.
Her...

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THE BOOKWORM van gogh
l'rlesienne,book readng dame
a hobby,name linked with fame
LA FOLIE  manet
from front+near,a double take
ELLEN degas
dans un cafe thinking of tonights play
CAMILLE monet
his model...

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Paris is  this:
A comedian
on the street an accordion
that empties it"s
songs on the Seine ...
Summer is in the square,
From La Concorde or
anywhere, and the boulevards
crowded...

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Crazy winter's day in Paris when the snow falls
Kids all around throw to each other snowballs 
The Eiffel Tower has a backdrop of snow 
Residents...

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Abstracted eyes study plasmid menus.
A rattle of gleams
stirs coffee in a Montmartre café.
A Cairo belly dancer glistens
in her cocoon of sequined waves,
wine glasses tinkle, while...

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Those were such happy days, for I had lately been deeded a farm,
My aunt and uncle were retiring, so tillage had lost its charm.

Since they...

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