Best Rue Poems

It was a hot humid muggy evening
The festivities were just starting
Inebriated souls, and the smell of Cajun cooking
The moon was sitting idly by, waiting for her role

The smokey flavor of the night’s meal
Sifting scents pleasing,
The mixture of perfume and gourmet
Evil lurking just underneath

The flowers were...

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I remember as a young boy
Sitting on top Mount Parnassus
Consumed in writing I enjoyed.
Mostly poetry to express
At the time my innermost thoughts
While below my childhood playmates
Romped and played and most often fought.
And myself trying to translate
Feelings into coherent thought
And writing them down on paper.
I recollect...

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Viens à Maman,
let me show you how that shameful thing is done, 
you konw, with ink on paper,
for you not to be sorry anymore,
in the morning with croissant Triomphe 
and floating island by Abyssinian charms.
Fix your shoe laces, suck your belly
and grab me by the...

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you ...

were there, of-a-sudden ...
standing beside me
after nearly three tens of years -
right beside me
like no time had passed
as if broken hearts, new lovers and
children, and a river's tears had
not flowed downstream ...
as if those fading cares and
choleric words had never poisoned
the air between us...

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It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and getting ready to go out with a friend, beforehand, is...

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Inspired by the 1906 painting by Edward Hopper of an ornate stairway in Paris

Mouth agape, stood still in place
Embroiled in the elegance of this ornate space
Felt through all senses, not just sight
Standing breathless from ascending flight after flight

Each twist of the bannister, felt smooth in...

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With a new shop,Samuel Bing
caused the whole world to sing
of his new shop'La Maison de l'art nouveau-
On display,paintings,sculpture & design
All of the contemporary kind

Tribute to the man from whose shop the term Art Nouveau derives....

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A song that was inspired by Courage to Change by Sia.

I don’t know what to do
When you make me go through
The motions of the blues outta the blue
I’m left with rue all alone — what’s new?

I don’t know what to do
When you make me go...

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the Rue de Ruin
takes a life to reach the end
traversed much too soon

© Goode Guy 2012-12-25...

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I feel like giving up…
I don’t know why, I just do…
I just do…I feel blue…
Wish my eyes were shut with the finest super glue…….
I am like two deserted lands…
No one seems to understand where I stand
I am but a broken cup…
In your quivering, shivering hands…
Things...

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VIRGIN OF RUE ST SEVERIN  Monsieur L'Vampyre
Into my deepest heart of hardest stone
unyielding to what love could ever be
contempt is all there is, for all I've known
so if you come with love, come not to me!

But if your mind is set, and love's a...

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Mounted on a Missouri mule,
All my possessions in a sack.
The scorching sun, oh so cruel,
Sweat running down my back.

On the way to Kansas City,
To visit my older brother.
Angry still, what a pity,
From one thing or the other.

While crossing a swollen creek,
I only made it halfway...

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Even if the road ahead is difficult
Even if I have to give something up
Push forward
Unnoticed light accompaning us

What's your price? Abandon faith.
Will you give up? Abandon certainty

Navigating the godless twilight world
Full of indelible circumstances
Is it destiny or is it choice?
Pursued by senseless vanities and meaningless...

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In the starless dark night you will find me
Hiding in azure colors of the moon
Waiting for your touch of forgiveness be
Bestowing the solace of leaving too soon

I have tried but forgotten the meaning
Of how to gaze upon your face's glow
How could time take this from...

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I think logic is in his thought and word, 
of timeless truths, sometimes unheard, 
some day we will see it true, 
when revelation comes,
 is due, 
consternation for not a few,
 eternal damnation... 
rue, 
the Lords incantation... 

thank you John Loving...

Don Johnson...

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