Best Seigneur Poems
Limerick: Once step-Father gave daughter away
Once step-Father gave daughter away
But first exercised his rights of sway
Droit de cuissage decree*
Gave to Wife repartee:
Doubled their joy now in every way!
* In European feudal societies during the Middle Ages and thereafter
in succeeding centuries, it is thought that
the Lord of the Manor or Seigneur of the Serfdom arrogated for himself
the Droit de cuissage, i.e. the right to sleep with the bride of a serf on
the wedding night.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
seigneur, humor,
Form:
Limerick
The Passing of the Lord, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s La Mort du Seigneur by T. Wignesan
Lord ! I’m unable to think of your passing without crying
I count the flogging blows I rain upon you
And despair at being exhausted trying
I re-open and again open the mortal wound
In order that I become the wound inflicted upon you
Here’s the opening where all mankind is bound
On their God who died to be reborn
Lord ! I’m unable to think of your passing without crying
I do repent me who in a while am going
To nail my brother on the same gallows
I’m going to let spill his blood right up to his heart
At the point where his suffering stifles my cruelty
Both of us slaking our thirst from the source of pains
Your saintly face and our identity
Lord ! I’m unable to think of your passing without crying
Yet I speak not the truth like water seeping through sand
I am nothing I have neither features nor substance
All the mud in me mounts up to my face
My blurred eyes bog down your pardon
Thus every man when he fathoms your grace
Avoids it to return to his silt
Lord ! I’m unable to think of your passing without crying
At such a moment when every man all of Man
Falls into mud you alone are reborn
At such a moment when God ceases to be man
Which leaves you bloodless and the Verb hollow
At such a moment the void overcomes you
And both man and God having abandoned you
Lord ! I’m unable to think of your passing without crying
You are my thirst me the mud which sucks
The bitter universe pressing upon your lips
Your cross in vain elevates my nature
It’s on my mud your lever finds a fulcrum
And when your body falls like a ripe fruit
My mud doesn’t change when everything’s accomplished
Lord ! I’m unable to think of your passing without crying
Your perfect affirmation underwrites all of history
Suffering to death without in any way being bothered
Yes, to the mud which mocks your victory
Where Man’s reborn though not having been changed
Yes, to this God who extends not his hands to receive
His only Son and total stranger
(from Les Jours de la Passion, pub. July 2011)
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
seigneur, jesus, spiritual, universe,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Limerick : Once ***** Duke insisted on Serf Thigh rights
Once ***** Duke insisted on Serf Thigh rights*
So bridegrooms replaced brides on first nights:
Droit de cuissage* then free
Duchess claimed repartee –
Since newly-weds rush to castle in tights!
• In European feudal societies during the Middle Ages and thereafter
in succeeding centuries, it is thought that
the Lord of the Manor or Seigneur of the Serfdom arrogated for himself
the Droit de cuissage, i.e. the right to sleep with the bride of a serf on
the wedding night.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
seigneur, rights,
Form:
Limerick
Mes bras grand ouvert
Ce sont des cœurs bien aimé
Qui a bien semé
Accueilli l'amour du Seigneur
J'ai écouté parmi le font de mon cœur
C'est le temps de rire
Réjouir
Mon sourire parfait
Qui vous apporte la paix
Un cadeau unique
Bouge la brique
La force en nous
Des Anges et tout
Aucun homme et non-hommes
Peux vous toucher
Vous êtes tous protéger
S’il demande
C'est temps que ça change
L'armé du bon Dieu
Sera chaleureux
Categories:
seigneur, blessing, celebration, deep, destiny,
Form:
Rhyme
aka Droit du seigneur
Two milkmaids confessed to a nun
The work of priests is never done
Though Dick is quick
Peter is thick
And both are an whole lot of fun!
Categories:
seigneur, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Les bras du cœur sont grands ouvert
C'est le temps dit chanté
Venez en profiter
Lance-moi vos sourires
Je vais même vous faire rire
Notre destin est libre
Voilà, l'équilibre
Dieu protège et rejoint
Seigneur, je te retiens
Au fond de mon cœur
Où demeures
La profondeur
Merci Seigneur
La suprématie
Bonjour mes nouveaux amis
Categories:
seigneur, blessing, destiny, faith, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
D'une immense tendresse
Toujours près à partager avec les autres
Offrir à aider sens faute
Une pensée unique et serviable
Me dit que je suis capable
Encourager
J'ai bien semé
J'ai bien grandi
Avec Ombe unis
Seigneur
Qui me tenait toujours à coeur
Fonce, va-y
Chante-nous ton coeur de poésie
Categories:
seigneur, blessing, faith, father, god,
Form:
Free verse
Viens-on dîne
Une politesse
Une gentillesse
Le coeur du Seigneur
C'est la vie du bonheur
Moment spécial
Famille à la table
Béni notre mangés
Et ceux qui l'ont préparé
Jehovah Rapha
Merci pour le repas
Ma belle ami
Réjoui
Coeur ouvert
À nos prières
Prions pour ceux au loin
Béni tout leurs besoins
Délicieux
Merci bon Dieu
Categories:
seigneur, blessing, family, father, god,
Form:
Rhyme
The noblest man of england,
once claimed a peasant girl.
With cheeks redder than roses,
and skin whiter than pearl.
Bless the newly wed husband,
who forfeits his second right.
Knowing the order of things,
he quickly turned out the light.
A fine estate awaited them,
nobility would no longer wait.
He ripped off all her clothes,
"oh how she tasted great."
But night unlit the candles,
and darkness filled the room.
As he sparked another match,
his eyes were filled with gloom.
For what he saw of her,
burned his very own eyes.
She stood nearly nine feet,
and more than doubled in size.
Her hips felt moistly furry,
and eyes that radiated death.
She pinned him to a wall,
he tried to hold his breath.
The beast started to tear,
fresh limbs from every side.
Warm blood poured all over,
onto the ferocious bride.
Tugging on all his innards,
mashing of the organ meat.
She enjoyed every other part,
as her lively midnight treat.
The moon was emptying out,
the light lost in the sea.
A bride hung with intestines,
tightly knotted round a tree.
Categories:
seigneur,
Form:
NON MUTED VOICE SINGS PRAISES TO THE LORD
"Je suis le seul à chanter des louanges à mon Seigneur, une voix non-muette..."
" I alone sing praises of my Lord, voice non-muted I'm whole..."
Form: CAESURA
4/12/18
written English & French verse by James Edward Lee Sr.(in the form of Caesura)
Categories:
seigneur, blessing, celebration, devotion, jesus,
Form:
Seigneur
Merci de ta croyance
Merci de ta guidance
Confiance en soi
Mon coeur me parle de toi
Ta beauté
Ton coeur de charité
Bien aimé
Tu as contruit le coeur à tes meubles
Nous sommes ton peuple
Categories:
seigneur, appreciation, blessing, faith, father,
Form:
Rhyme
Mon chéri,
je t'aime Tu es toujours vrai
Et je suis soumis
Par ta vertu
Sainte fille du Seigneur
Je t'adore et je t'aime
~
My darling,
I love you
You're ever true
And I am subdued
By your virtue
Holy daughter of the Lord
I adore and love you
6/7/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
seigneur, appreciation, for her, how
Form:
Light Verse
Qui nous humble cette terre
Tu est ma victoire
J'ai gardée espoir
La vie si belle
On range les poubelles
Plus d'ennuies
Quand il fait nuit
Sincérités
À nos charités
Bien écrit
Plus d'ennuis
Vous pouvez noter
Nos coeurs n'on pas changés
Les yeux ouverts
Nous sommes bien couverts
Peut où ils demeurent
Ouvres leurs coeurs
À toi mon Seigneur
Categories:
seigneur, appreciation, beautiful, blessing, celebration,
Form:
Free verse
En route avec le Seigneur on l'a suit
Aucun regret
Parmis la forêt
Mes pionniers
Vous avez bien trouvés
Lesson d'amour
Au secours
Apprendre à partagé
Vous avez bien semés
Dieu retrouve en moi
Choix de sa foix
Au temps du respect
Une jeunesse imparfaite
Mon Dieu je te demande pardon
Merci de vos leçons
Plus de souffrance
Viens on danse
Tu te rapproche
Au fait des roches
Du village petit
L'épiphanie
Categories:
seigneur, blessing, faith, forgiveness, god,
Form:
Free verse
I think there should be a “droit des gens” concerning
stealing children from desperate poor people seeking asylum
locking them in cages, raping them, and losing them.
What is next? a reimplementation of “droit du seigneur?”
less farfetched now than ever before.
Droit des gens: French for International Law
Droit du seigneur: French for the right of the acting czar to bed
virgins of his country the night before their weddings.
Categories:
seigneur, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Political Verse