There was a poet from France,
Who thought he really could dance!
Up onto the Eifel tower he went,
Not walking straight but really quite bent.
Whoops and ooh-la-la!
Onto the French earth he fell..
Oh, poet dear, your very last tear.
Pooling and gleaming, ever so tragically
in your ear.
May you f'ind yourself, tout suite, in a warm,
welcoming, French poetry heaven!
With Victor Hugo, Honore de Balzac......
Charles Baudelaire and Albert Camus to name,
but a few.
Oui, mon ami!
Even as the soft cathedral bells so very
mournfully strike seven!
July 10th, 2019
5:30pm PST
Categories:
honore de balzac, character, poets,
Form: Rhyme
Afterglow .....Back to Heart
On the lonely beach at dusk.
Just you and I,filling the air
with our golden sensual musk.
Yes and yes, run your fingers
across my downy back,
Read for me do, the Love Leters
of Honore de Balzac!
5/6/2019
9:30pm PSt
Categories:
honore de balzac, love, poems, romantic love,
Form: Quintain (English)