Long Filles Poems

New! I’m calling this poetry form GRACE TRAIN – the end of first line becomes the beginning of the third line through a stanza with eight lines.

Gentle is the leaf that falls, soft
	As autumn’s breath
Soft...

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There was poetry,
In the open fields,
On the slanted blueberries,
On the skirts of schoolgirls,

There was poetry,
In the sunny cupboards,
In the quiet gardens,
In the sweet air of spring,

There was some poetry
In the caressing hands,
In the chalk of...

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Translation of " Bury Me in a Free Land " by Frances E. W. Harper
(Homage to Frances Ellen Watkins HARPER, the First Black Lady of America, 1825 - 1911, Orphan, Poet, Novelist, Civil Rights Activist,...

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The most beautiful girls,
Are those we imagine to love,
The ones we would like to invite to the restaurant
To drink champagne and grands crus,

The most beautiful girls, I know some,
Are the ones we imagine loving you,
They...

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Winter is gone
It's already midnight
Spring is here
With her flowers and presents
We have a new season
Everyone knows the reason
Since the girls are pretty
And the women wear their best, that's right.

Winter is gone
We are sad, it's madness
The...

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Wake me up, when I’m dead,
I want to see New York again
And climb into the Empire State Building,
I want to see the Metropolitan Museum again
See again his archaeological museum.

Wake me up, when I’m dead,
I want...

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I love so much the book company, 
More than anything in the world,
More than cats or butterflies,  
Looking at the books in my room, soothe me,
Henry James amazes me, what intelligence,
Yachar Kemal makes me...

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Since everything makes sense, I think,
What are the stars for?
It’s up to us to observe them,
To imagine why they shine,

Are they there, to make us dream?
To make us think, or write
For us to measure distances
Which...

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There is a sound filled with joy
loud exhortation filles the air
a people know this so well
blessed they are so want to share

This people have their daily walk
in Lord's countenance so full of light
shining bright their...

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Tomorrow I’m eating fries, Marion,
It gives me full of pep,
Yellows, walleye, salty,
I will eat hot fries.

Tomorrow I’m eating fries, Marion,
Belgians, sweet flamingos,
Walloon girls, redheaded girls,
Out of the oven, all hot.

Eating fries is not stupid
English, golden,...

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Christmas snow
The lights on the pine tree look so pretty.
The night air was cold as the wind blows.
A snow flake fell from the sky then we want to know why.
The ground is being dealt with...

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Don't point out my mechanisms
Don't point out my mechanisms
Unless you want to be a snitch
In that case, do
Cause I'm a snitch too

I'm being literal

Don't point out my mechanisms
Don't point out my mechanisms
Unless you want to...

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Je veux tomber amoureux
Mais un bon gars est dur de trouver
Donc je voyage le monde
À la recherche de quelqu'un qui me persuadera
Cet amour existe vraiment
Donc je rêve de la France
espérant un jour je peux visiter...

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