Elles Poems - Poems about Elles

...That one, who understood that the flowers, were the most beautiful thing in the world, gather before roses, orchids This one, understood everything, and loved. The flowers and their heavenly p......

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...How beautiful and discreet, this port, at night, When you listen to fado, come that voice, Misia It becomes deep and mysterious, sonorous, Its numerous lights are warm as wool. How enchanting t......

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...My Arkea Ultime Challenge race, Solo race around the world, It is the poetry that I trace day by day, My trimaran is happiness and its sails, I can go around the world, with, From my home port, ......

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...Conquistador, for you, my queen, I want to conquer your heart, cursed star I want to possess your revolt, and all that is predicted tomorrow, Conquistador, Conquistador, I want to tame your eyes,......

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...The most beautiful girls, Are those we imagine to love, The ones we would like to invite to the restaurant To drink champagne and grands crus, The most beautiful girls, I know some, Are the on......

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...Since everything makes sense, I think, What are the stars for? It’s up to us to observe them, To imagine why they shine, Are they there, to make us dream? To make us think, or write For us to......

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...I would stay for hours, Waiting for a nice bee to land, On the small purple flowers of a fuchsia, or heather, I would wait for hours, As if the future of the planet depended on it, I would stay ......

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...Do magpies communicate with the dead? It is not uncommon to see magpies in a cemetery Silent and calm, watch over the graves, The flowery tombs and the so dogmatic crosses I often see them in ......

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...They Asked Me, does it matter, who's to blame? YES. And you need to, speak with GOD, well before Your. Judgment Day. J. R. Elles, Total Rogue.......

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...Ode to the Nuthatch. that little Assup. It hunts on trees, for seeds bugs and nuts. It won't hunt head up, it doesn't find as much. Ode to the Nuthatch, That Wise little Assup. My Grand Pa ......

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...I Am Finally Nothing, And I like that just Fine. I've Divested All. It's took Quite a While. Back in the Sunshine, With Freedom of Mind. I am Finally Nothing, I Will Reside, A Long Time. ......

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...YO, This Is the Vicinity, With A Proclivity. For Creativity. H.Elles Total Rogue.......

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...L’amoureux brindezingue dit non avec la tète Le cerveau fort agité amèrement s’embête Pendant qu’il dit oui avec le cœur enflammé D’un amour incertain, embaumé et emmitouflé Oh ! Quelle bête! Les......

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...Ce sont de grosse perles tombées à l'envi du paradis, Grain à grain, plus luisantes que tout superbe satin. Leur fraîcheur et délicatesse proviennent du séraphin, Qui dit: jamais ses qualités ne d......

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...Oft in My Thought by Charles D'Orleans translation by Michael R. Burch So often in my busy mind I sought, Around the advent of the fledgling year, For something pretty that I really ought To ......

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