Jesus French Poems

Why the translation? Because French is a pretty language.
mon petit chou is a term of endearment “my little cabbage.”

Leaning in—
Listening
To small things,
Big issues.
Work consumes
Your time.

Occasionally,
A...

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When I was young,                                           ...

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I’ve got size ten feet, you know what that implies 
Maybe that's why there’s a spark in her eyes 
She said if I give her...

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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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Northern vagabond 
winter is coming to peck you apart
it has a black ice heart
as it kisses your blue lips
the blood will leave the limbs
to protect...

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On a day a number of centuries ago
John Calvin met the great heroine, Joan of Arc,
they both had much indeed in common
in their lives, on...

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Villanelle : Who dares to doubt must he questions address Fate

Who dares to doubt must he questions address Fate
Let tears on High Holy Mass spill...

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Hail Mary full of Grace, 
In castles, painted stone.
The chairs too small for children now,
The Lord is (somehow) with thee.
Though the faces scorn and mock...

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The sun went down on yesterday.
When evil had it's horrid way.
A new day dawn's around the world.
As a bloody flag has been unfurled.

Somehow our joy...

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