The Ship Came Like A Flying Horse or Homage to the Famous Poet Franketienne
...The ship came like a flying horse, at an inexact time
Our brother-sailor, from the Pantheon of Poets, was on board
Jean Pierre Basilic Dantor Frankétienne D’argent
Who wrote, in haste, ...
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Categories:
dernier, celebration, eulogy, farewell, journey,
Form: Free verse
Haiti, Haiti: the Decisive Battle of Vertieres
...Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Martyrs
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Great Slaves
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Ancient Braves
For many, the betrayed Land that matters.
Haiti, Haiti, the volcanic lan...
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Categories:
dernier, africa, black african american,
Form: Free verse
The Final Poem
...I’ve dreamed of you so much,
I’ve walked so much, talked so much,
Loved your shadow so much,
That I have nothing left of you.
All I can do is be a shadow among the shadows,
To be one hundred tim...
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Categories:
dernier, death, silence,
Form: Free verse
To My Love Part 5 Tbc
...As the odyssey in the skiff continued a more sentient being begun to appear,
At times feeling as a eunuch who was unable to change anything,
In zenith of toxicity as miasma on a cold misty morning....
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Categories:
dernier, life,
Form: Free verse
What Manner of Love Does Quelle Maniere D Amour Fait French Verse
...–What Manner of Love Does- QUELLE MANIÈRE D'AMOUR FAIT— French Verse
QUELLE MANIÈRE D'AMOUR FAIT— Quelle sorte d'amour est,
Est-ce..
Le Père nous a-t-il accordé?
Que nous soyons les Fils d...
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Categories:
dernier, analogy, appreciation, dedication, devotion,
Form: Lyric
Translation With Commentary of Mais Que Dieu Me Pardonne By T Wignesan
...Translation of Kendji Girac and Claudio Capeo's Que Dieu me pardonne by T Wignesan
Lyrics by Kendji Girac and Renaud REBILLAUD https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xP2jp31jFMc
(The two young Fre...
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Categories:
dernier, courage, dance, encouraging, god,
Form: Couplet
Translation of Eric Mottram's the Nerves of Proust and Sitting Bull By T Wignesan
...Translation of Eric Mottram's The Nerves of Proust and Sitting Bull by T. Wignesan
Excerpts from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s ...
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Categories:
dernier, america, french, memory, poetry,
Form: Free verse
My One and Unique Rose
...Vous croyez que la joie n'existe pas
Croyez moi elle est bien la
Il faut profiter des moments de plaisir
Et les occasions de bonheur il faut les saisir
Car ils ne dureront pas pour l'éternité
C'...
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Categories:
dernier, love,
Form: Free verse
Parting Gift
...C'est mon dernier cadeau
Je n'ai plus rien d'autre a t'offrir
Ces quelques mots
Sont tout ce que j'ai encore a dire
J'aurai aime que ca se termine autrement
Mais je crois que ce n'est plus fai...
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Categories:
dernier, love hurts,
Form: Free verse
Un Appel - Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's An Appeal By T Wignesan
...Un appel – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « An Appeal » by T. Wignesan
Les hommes d’Etat qui ourdissent les lois de la nation
Munis du pouvoir pour contraindre ceux qui résistent,
Guidez...
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Categories:
dernier, hope, inspirational, rights, voice,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
I Am a Demo Tape Maker
...I am a demo tape
Maker,
Compulsive Rock and Roll
Faker,
It is my need, I pay no heed,
To those who say
I won't get anywhere,
I have trained myself not to care,
It makes my day less bori...
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Categories:
dernier, day, future, hope, music,
Form: Lyric
The Drawn Heart, Smiled At Me With Sap Tears
...The wild hair of the trees
lay down on the ground.
Others burn up in a blue smoke.
The severed branches in small heaps.
I saw, in the middle of the sawdust,
The pieces of the great plane tree,
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Categories:
dernier, allusion, first love, heart,
Form: Free verse
The Last Hope, Translation of Paul Verlaine's Sonnet: Dernier Espoir
...The Last Hope, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : Dernier espoir
There stands a tree in the cemetery
Thrusting itself up in total freedom,
By no means the fruit of bereavement –
Spreading itsel...
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Categories:
dernier, loneliness, lost love,
Form: Sonnet