Best Roi Poems

The Sun King (Roi Soleil)

The eyes and lips reveal the majestic, arrogant, smug smile
Of King Louis the Fourteenth, poised pompously in regal style.
Painted in robe...

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"Thelonious Sphere"

Thelonious 
Sphere 
Monk

the meaning
in a name

Zephaniah
the meaning 
in a name
Krishna

perhaps music
brings us closer
following the 4

dharma
the path to 
renunciation 
El Roi

what I listen to 
at...

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I have a name that has a meaning so do you
My name gives meaning to my character
It gives me identity and introduces me
God has many...

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"Visceral" 

Beyond
the invisible

a farscape
much closer 
than great distance 
unacknowledged

silence calls
what waits
within
to listen 

something 
powerful 
visceral
beckons

you are not
the narrative
programmed 
into you

nor responsible
for perceptions
painted over
the unread in...

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Etranges sentiments qui remplissent mon coeur
Confuses sensations, le mensonge est roi
D'obscures vibrations pénètrent en moi
Comme si tout me ment, amplifiant ma douleur

Ce que je ressens...

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Ah, wish I were gone beachcombing...

... among the fewest fondest words
     conjuring up simple, sparkling joys
     ...

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He holds his head and lifts his eyes to the sky
Where are you when i need you Lord.. Rama
He intones the creator in a strange...

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Bastille Day for Real
Jean Val Jean French "Mensch",
Rescued "Freres" From a Societal Trench,
Confounding the Monarchy With a "Monkey Wrench".

Marie Antoinette's "Let Them Eat Cake",
Only Inspired...

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Tu n'as pas toujours ce que tu veux
Tu dois apprendre a abandonner
Meme les choses les plus cheres a tes yeux
Tu ne peux pas tous les...

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Nakuja
Kwa wito, NINAENDELEA – I COME I PRAISE--

I come
To the calling
I stand at this gathering
I stand
At my calling
With lifted hands—praising
I praise to the All Father
My...

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Art called out leave all you are doing
Art called out to me follow me now
Art called my name let me show you
Art said to me...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - II by T. Wignesan

( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham:...

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A True Tragedy in Fewer Than One Act

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In never being born, the knight, alack, felt true dismay,
not having any...

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I don'l live in the US
I don't know anything about that debate
Ah, well, of course I DO, apparently the rest of the world can't escape...

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El Roi, please hear my prayer; please protect what belongs to you. Your creation, 
what a gift, and although so many seem amiss, I envy...

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