Dream French Poems

I don’t know if owning a beautiful home,
Facing the sea, makes happy,
There are people who do not manage their thoughts,
And that makes them dangerous,

There are...

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I still love you with a love that goes beyond description 
A love so full of passion that on my arm there's now inscription
It started...

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Yes I did, I wrote some more
While you were fast asleep
One was from a dream I had
The other chivalry 
I'm playing now, trying to get
A...

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though i have not seen her since, i hope that she only flourishes in adulthood for she would be 26 now
it was immediately as i...

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Might I speak love to the standing wench 
And her offer the space on my bench? 
Will I ever the strong urge quench 
To praise...

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This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery...

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There once was a girl named Sabine
The cutest one I’d ever seen
She had curly hair
And a teddy named Bear
And her bedroom was perfectly clean.

Sabine had...

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Claude.
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As I wandered about the lush lawn
In the gazing ball I glimpsed
A breath-taking young woman with a touch of innocence
In her soulful, violet eyes.

I was...

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When I was young,                                           ...

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Composed in their femininity
Compliant with the slighest
Urge in that delightsomeness of
Miming a bloom, wind-caught.
No less radiantly stately fraught
With one's plucking interest.

Then I came back. Shook...

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Warm my heart touch the sky
Sail beneath these stars by and by
Winds carry my spirit see
Shaped clouded memory 

Sail unplanted sextant
Steer from journey’s door
Upon a...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The battles ower ,smoke settles ower the moor,
Clans are broken flying aff tae the hills.
Redcoated sodjers mingle with red Heilan blude,
Killing the wounded in Drumossie...

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Goose and purple i saw it strung up in a window in chicago
I saw factories written in your eyelashes and hair and industrialization vomited 
Limp...

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