French Poems

Just a short word in your ears.
Henceforth:
the artist, formally known as Jonathan French
would like to be addressed as:
Sebastian Davenport.
I need to get some credence; some style.
You may very well never want to address me,
I totally understand such an adopted position.

On...Read More

My Ancestors slogged in Scottish bogs
Washing wool for the textile folds
And dancing with the spinning jenny’s
Apparently, there were some English blokes 
That I can count among my folks
Well what do you know and what was the chance
Someone hailed from Normandy...Read More

War and Peace, a classical fiction by Leo Tolstoy, first published as Voyna I Mir in 1865–69. This picturesque reflection of early 19th-century Russian culture saw as its power of vivid detail and change from subconscious interpretation, is commonly viewed...Read More

The French have a reputation for 
combining food with art – with more
emphasis on art than food, and causing many
to leave the dining table still hungry.

(The reason your pangs will not subside
is the tiny portions chefs provide.)
The rationale behind the...Read More

unripened strawberries.
expensive French soda 
and mystery suckers.
she'll taste of linen
or wine wood tips.
weaponized cherry blossoms,
salt of earth.
tears of sugar 
from hungry, coffee eyes. 
it is the sweetest taste
it is the sweetest taste...Read More

Smiling recollections,
summer evening reflections, now
almost gone for new generations
while my venues of childhood musings
and adolescent anticipations
...near extinction.
I must concede my willingness to share
what they will never recall
     - the exhilaration 
when Dad would pronounce,
"We're going to...Read More

"Madame Bovary", a novel by French novelist Gustave Flaubert, in 1856. Flaubert reconstructed a conventional story of adultery into a lasting work of heartfelt humanity. Madame Bovary is considered Flaubert’s masterpiece, and, according to some, it ushered in a new...Read More

I stood on the cobbled street
at midnight - gentle wafts of the Cassis vineyards
dancing on air, mixing, not unpleasantly,
with the bite of late December,
(reminding me fondly of my days writing in Paris,
and the trips my love and I made
to the...Read More

Madame Bovary is the première novel of French writer Gustave Flaubert, published in 1856. It tells the melancholy story of the entitled marriage into a lackluster middle-class lifestyle that ends in tragedy.


Docteur Bovary: Blessed Are The Meek.


Yet was oft-mocked, a...Read More

The Celtic Cross at Ile Grosse
by Michael R. Burch

“I actually visited the island and walked across those mass graves of 30, 000 Irish men, women and children, and I played a little tune on me whistle. I found it very...Read More

French toast makes me smile
Syrup by the mile
Bananas make it sweet
Vanilla can’t be beat


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At the reception when asked why 
they never had children the couple explained:
We were both so shy and private – still are –
we feared that any advancement on either 
of our part would be interpreted by 
the other as out...Read More

Let us take the time to live
To be free, my love
With no plans and no routine
We can re-imagine our life

Come to me, I’m here
All that’s missing is you
Nothing is impossible, everything is allowed

Come over here, listen to the murmured words...Read More

With a peaceful plot 
My Big Game betting tickets I got 
It seems they have a European divide that has an opinion for three nations that do try 
With the American football putting gold and leadership on the stage
This message...Read More

Blue and Gold.

I'll keep the blue flag flying,
With its stars of gold.
A symbol of true friendship
Between enemies of old.

I'll keep the blue flag flying
As we hurtle into night,
My country burns with shameful hate
As we slide down to the Right.

This isn't...Read More

"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Anaïs Nin







“Man Eating Flower” - AN



Voluptuous lips 
Velvet soft and slick
mouth words that skip
and crush off wet tongues to 
french kiss and swallow
all the serious insects

Like a...Read More

I am positive mindset
I'm your rescuer 
when you are in distraught
Lifting you from the ground
So you can touch the cloud
And see what lies beyond

I'm like a soothing balm when your heart breaks
Covering the broken pieces like  a duvet
To prevent you...Read More

        

   I love the brazilian girls
  with a beach flavor,
  French with
  taste of champagne,
  Arabs who smell
  camphor, oriental
  that smell  peach...Read More

  I'm from Portugal ...
  I'm an enlightenment but
  i am not french,
  i appreciate beatles but
  I am not English...
  But I am not a "mass",
  I'm a bridge, I'm not
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	 	Lagniappe 
 
Wide plantation shutters open 
  With the laziness of 
 	Summered streams 
To blink against the shimmering reflections 
 Of brilliant midday 
   Dancing on the cobblestones, 
  	Mingling 
   ...Read More

Duellem (The Duel)
by Charles Baudelaire
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Two combatants charged! Their fearsome swords
brightened the air with fiery sparks and blood.
Their clashing blades clinked odd serenades,
reminding us: youth's inspired by overloud love.
But now their blades lie broken, like our...Read More

Going on a cruise to Pirate Island where women rule.
The men have been taken prisoner where they eat gruel.
They are looking for a pirate queen, a strong minded wench.
I speak Spanish, and I eat my toast and fries in French.

Pirate...Read More

War came. How could it not? Bringing many things especially death. They wanted to knock Turkey out of the war. One ally less for Germany. 
Many events happened. Some were firsts. All included death. It was the stuff of legends....Read More

For hamburgers hotdogs and french fried potatoes
add the sweet savory sauce a gift from tomatoes
Ketchup Ketchup pour it thick
for bland foods it does the trick

Scramble eggs just to plain
Ketchup adds that sweet tang
Steak a little too dry
that's when ketchup applies
Try...Read More

i asked her
about her
asterisk

she turned
around and
confronted

me
blocking
that which

what i
was look
ing at

then she
turned
back

around
and bent
down look

ing at me
with her
cyclops

eye
butt i
closely

upon closer
examination
found her's

was more
of an or
ifice for

it seemed to 
be breathing
more like a

mouth
so i french
kissed her

right then
and right
there
...Read More