Long Beaucoup Poems

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The « early bird catches the worm » only because the worm has not woken up yet.

« I don’t love you ! I hated your father ! » - must...

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Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Martyrs
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Great Slaves
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Ancient Braves
For many, the betrayed Land that matters.

Haiti, Haiti, the volcanic land of Fire
Haiti, Haiti, the land of...

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If the book is too heavy,
and low light,
Then I close my eyes
on the show pages.

What happens in it?
I do not know yet
that reserve
detours of history.

It takes place without me.
These are secret stories
which other
can access.

Meanwhile here...

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Où allons nous? Translation of Oodgeroo  Noonuccal’s “Where are we going” by T. Wignesan

Ils sont venus dans une petite ville
Une bande à moitié nue soumise silencieuse
Tout ce qui restait de leur tribu.
Ils sont venus...

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it all started on a nothing day
one where the sun shines just so
not too hot, not too cold, like the tea
that stirred easy in the mug staring up at her &
the fact that they had...

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Liberation of Paris (August 26, 1944)

Who would have thought
To see American soldiers
Under the Arc de Triomphe
Marching along Champs Élysées,
In the Liberation of Paris;
When a short while ago
German soldiers' goosesteps
Thumped on the avenues,
Filling Parisian hearts with...

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The sun plunged
In the space of silence,
The summer has been extended
In a slow wandering ...

The orb has been drunk,
Gradually, by fringes.
> We did not hear anything,
From the fall of the angel ...

The horizon has folded...

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Femme, femme que j’aimais tant
Oh ! Il y a plusieurs printemps
Qu’il faisait beau temps
Et le vent sifflait lestement bas et lent
Oh ! Femme, tu fus jeune, pétillante et forte
Mignonne, maintenant, tu es morte
Tu es couchée...

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je n'ai pas choisi mon nom
ma couleur ou ma religion 
je n'ai pas choisi le liban
ni d'etre arriver dans ce temps
cependant mes amis 
je vais choisr ma vie
il ne me reste plus beaucoup de temps
profitons...

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La capitale est Dakar. deux millions de gens habitent en Dakar. Dakar est su pour musuems.
Il est su aussi pour faire les courses. 

St. Louis est à la bouche de la Rivière de Sénégal. Ceci...

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Sommeil, vient à vous que vous fermez vos yeux. 
Dérive dans les profondeurs de votre esprit. 
Flottant dans de nombreux endroits. 
Toucher sur aucun. 

Soudain, je suis devant vous. 
Comme, je marche vers vous, 
vos...

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Lin, sorry to hear, as I am sick too
But I know it's not covid or the flu
Been blowing my raw nose
Sneezing still comes and goes
Maybe this cold needs a brandy or two

Written by Tania Kitchin


Hi...

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How can you not love the language, the accent…
they way they form their words in France?
How French words flow so easily…linger in the air…and dance

Luckily we didn’t have to go to France…
to hear their language...

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Vers Beaucoup 

The Vers Beaucoup, a poem for created by Curt Mongold, which is French for “many 
rhymes”. Each stanza (you can have as many stanzas as desired as long as they follow the 
rhyming...

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The meticulous melody of my musings is she.
Quietly my quill inscribes intrinsic ink upon the paths she walks.
Profoundly postulated in poems I've portrayed her in -
she's inspired ingenious imagery of beaucoup beauty.

I ponder without her...

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THAT WHICH PROVOKES OUR INNERMOST
     lèvres pouty luxuriante et les hanches 
CRAVING---THAT WHICH SENDS US INTO A
     qui demandent une attention,
FRENZY---THAT WHICH WE CANNOT REALLY
  ...

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e temps passe rapidement
Et vient le temps des decisions 
Faut-il quitter ou le Liban
Ou rester a la maison ?
Faut-il travailler
ou continuer mes etudes a l'universite?
je ne sais pas quoi decider
mon cerveau ne peut plus fonctionner
2016,...

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Les petites pépites de temps mènent à de GRANDS RÉSULTATS
 

je désirais accomplir une seule chose par jour
je croyais avoir perdu la tête
à la fin de chaque journée
je ne pouvais comprendre comment c’était possible 
d’avoir...

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I once had a friend in College,
who was a young man named Fred.
He had a funny crazy habit,
of making certain utterances in French,
to pretty girls he hoped to conquer.
One day he met his match in...

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âge de transition

à l'âge de la transition
ce qu'elle voulait, c'était une manière
à,
elle voulait sortir de l'étreinte de sa mère,
elle voulait sortir de la maison de son père,
elle voulait sortir de sa petite ville très bien...

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This may not seem so special
This I believe is true
But some things are left unspoken
Like crying, or loving you
My heart has yet to darken
As for now, I will make-do.
But before you know, we’ll have to...

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a super-clever superman imagined
he would be so much better off
somewhere else...
where lush grass is customary greener
so he did the CBA -- cost and benefits
the calculation outcome was astonishing
so he decided to move -- fly to...

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ode to Brian Griffin,
for though he may be
a cartoon dog,
whose presence graces
the halls of Family Guy,
he is an Atheist dog,
the first of its kind
who keeps a gun & a
bottle of scotch in his
safety deposit box
for...

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She ventured limitless miles, creating for herself, beaucoup lifestyles.
She cannot be locked in a sumptuous home, nor in your selfish heart.
It's simply not her way! 

But you can find her dancing with daisies with no...

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I don’t like cats, really,
They scare away birds, pretty tits,
The robin, the blackbird so smart,
They think only of eating weaker than them,
That to jump the balls of innocent wool, 
My garden had a sweet music...

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