"Your Big Special Day!"
(written by Michelle L. LeBlanc 01/10/2025)
Dedicated to Greg LeMoine for his 57th Birthday
This day is Your Big Special Day!
So this day needs to be about you!
For you give so much to so many people
Even when it's not so easy to do
You give of your time unselfishly
Giving to so many who are in need
You leave such a good example
People are inspired by your lead
And even when things aren't easy
You often don't speak a word
But silently trust in your heart
Keeping your focus undeterred
You chose a path of giving
Though you could go a different way
You created such a lovely space
Where people feel safe to stay
And in case you didn't realize
We want you to truly know
We all appreciate you so much
As you inspire people to grow
Lastly, today on your Birthday
Make sure you never forget
There are people here who care
So you can't get rid of us yet!
Categories:
lemoine, birthday, encouraging, inspirational, thanks,
Form: Rhyme
Ellipse, evolute, vertex and curve,
Humdrum circle or ricochet swerve
Astroids or cusps, arcs or sectors;
What have those got to do with vectors?
Curvature, cone, Cartesian plane…
Oval, deltoid… what’s in a name?
Geoid oscillation, pedal, radial, rose…
What on earth do I know of those?
Hypocycloid, cruciform, Sierpinski carpet…
Inverse tangent or Apollonian gasket?
Snowflake, hypercube, space-time dimension
Pressured, gauged, or under tension?
Trammel of Archimedes, planes, rotations –
Congruence, right angles, equivalence relation;
Conchoid curve, Orthoptic, Lemoine hexagon,
Triangle, star or good old pentagon.
Crescent, rhombus, magatama, square,
Caustic curves, salinon, ying-yang or sphere!
About whichever’s the shape that you talk,
Basically, it’s taking a line for a walk!
Categories:
lemoine, assonance, class, confusion, extended
Form: Free verse
these nights
i sit in a fold-out couch
a apartemente parisien
No 5 Rue des Chantiers
and my heart takes the
20 hour flight
9 hour time change
back to home
just to hear your voice
occasionally on the
other end of the line.
these days
i walk down the paris streets
Rue du Cardinal Lemoine
Rue des Étoiles
Rue du Lamange
rain drumming on my
parisian wool hat
the world around me
all grey
and my heart takes
the 5,000 mile trek back
to the vibrancy
of my days with you.
now i act as though
i speak français
put the “r”s in my throat
i swallow l’escargots
have only un croissant
and café au lait
for breakfast
and my heart
too tired from
these days
and these nights
cries alone
and cries out
for the familiarity
of my old love
my old despair
my old drama
my old trials
and tribulations
avec, pour
you
in this new
foreign land
my heart is living in.
Categories:
lemoine, angst, depression, lost love,
Form: Lyric
Frances LeMoine
>
>
> A Bowl of Old Fruit
>
> A bowl of old fruit
>
> sits on a dusty table,
>
> insulted to death.
>
> Flies buzz about
>
> the peaches,
>
> just out of curiosity.
>
Categories:
lemoine, death, faith, life, old,
Form: Blank verse