Best Vue Poems

Galaxy of dust
Balls of infinate fire
Glowing on velvet...

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Oui !!

l'Amour rend aveugle
quant  a` la heine 
elle offre de la Vue.   


      Oui....

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An Oracle, ‘’ a cautionary tale’’

The man was called upon to help he went, heart full of love, not his own 

but (put there) questions...

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BILINGUAL  CONFRONTATION


She entrée-ed into the room and it was all so déjà vue
Because her Quebecois wiggle was timed to match the tango
But she’d met...

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Where I was Born
        by Bob Moore (c) 2017 
        ...

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Awaken from her maker's poison
Reality's her nightmare's reason
To run away from tombs that cover
The lifeless body of her  lover

Barefooted... So free to love again
Waiting...

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You start with nothing, eveything to be gained.' And so the journey begins..
Choices are some of the heaviest loads you will encounter alomg the way,
Bad...

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When I was a Lad
by Bob Moore

I still remember, when I was a lad
the head of the house, was the one we called dad
he’d go...

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Un poème pour mon pays

Chère patrie

Le berceau de races
Vous êtes parmi les nombreuse
Avec une grande diversité de vue 
Dans ce mulâtre des langues occidentales

Oh grand...

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Pedestrians are moving ups and downs the day can define the differences he experiences in the bathroom, cars buzzing their noise, around my understanding I...

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By Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

We were sailing on the Ocean, my sisters, dad and me
Our sturdy ship was 12 foot long, but could stand...

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Clean cut; people clean cut.! Well styled suits, groomed to impress we gel well 
in success, success reads so well.. Glitz is the goal WOW...

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DIARY NOTES : Mad-House Maths

March 30th., 2018 - Another day sets in Paris

The home-bound Octogenarian trundles from the Mall's town centre
Back laden with the day's...

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BACK STORY
Me and my dad used to work as a team on the Trolley Buses for Manchester Corporation, out of the Hyde Road Depot. Dad...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Two by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety...

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