Best Vieux Poems

walking slow, oh it could be called dancing
crowded with Bourbon Street night people
music filling the air, we stop every so often
wrapped arms around each other and swayed

firing up to the already hot-blood New Orleans
seems to affect all the out-of-town tourists and
the nights are specially made...

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Not yet long into the night, a translucent mist hovers,
cold as it settles upon the fine hairs.
Runty knobs form along the exposed skin,
an insufferable chill has come to the Quarter.
Secured dwellings sheltering those from who prey in the dark,
prowling the vulnerable, pilfering life from the...

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Les vieux poèmes sont comme de vieilles chaussures
Que nous refusons de jeter au fond des fissures
Comme les vieilles pensées que nous ne pouvons pas ignorer
Ou les vieilles routes que nous aimons naviguer.

Les vieux poèmes sont maintenant très renommés
Comme de vieilles pantoufles confortables
Des témoins de nombreuses...

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