Long Franc Poems

To a Public Prosecutor or a Judge of Mud*, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s : A un magistrat de boue*

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Moulin Rouge

The greens and pinks magnetize to my eye
Like flowers abloom, in a field espied;
That overwhelms creation’s invention
With beauty of grandiose dimension
Shifting to the wind’s orchestrated movements,
And winks my soul agape by the performance
To be...

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It was pretty late in September
and I was over the Billings way
I was riding fence for Freddie White
on the west end of the Rockin Bar J

Well night time can fall pretty early
come along bout that...

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"Respect Begets Respect."

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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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whats the duration of love
when do the introductions began
are those in the background 
sought for their ability to soothout the foreground
causing the total package
to have full richness, savored and sweetened
by the perfection of singer and...

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Choked by the incense of poetic justice,
I volunteered to be slain for the betterment of humanity.
The paintings of my ink on white sheet were witnesses,
When in Abuja, I drew my poetic daggers,
Against a twin bomb...

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He wrangled with his world, found a way to cross the seas
on merchant boats brimful of slaves, bound for British shores.
Innumerable are the things that we shall never know;
amazing, those things to which destiny holds...

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Kruel is certain that Polly deserves life than death,
even if Polly couldnever take a breath
She has more time to spend with friends
She has lots of good friends

Why would Polly give it all up now?
Answers won't...

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I have always known rejection and exclusion,
as a half-breed girl I heard the insult;
whispered, as a child it left me with confusion,
it still happens often as an adult;
I liked to be alone and seek...

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"Life seems to be a never-ending series of survivals, doesn't it?"

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Trump 
 A week is a long time in politics it also a long time in an old man`s life 
who knows it can end when he sleeps; I say that and think of suicide...

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WAKE UP CALL

Wake up Congolese, wake up
It is morning, the sun arises from the east 
Open your eyes and wake up. 
I am Kongolo Congo, born near the River Congo
Grew up in Congo Uvira, using...

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Art galleries are to me ...

a)  like coming home as it always feels right
b)  it is a place to let go of all tension
c)  it inspires my mind in so many positive...

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Copper metal is a valuable wartime commodity.
Something new was needed for the cent in 1943.
A strange composition the United States Mint would reveal.
Lincoln’s profile appeared on a coin made of steel.
It was plated with zinc...

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OCTAVE:
LORD, as morn yields to noon (or dawn) my SONnet will please, tease, release:
I greet thee, having access to Your throne by Jesus
And His sacrifice on Calvary: We pray against the Virus
With a sunshiny name,...

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The War Poets

The First World War wasn`t a world war but
a war of dominance in Europe chiefly by the Franc, British and Germany.
World War 2 included most country it was a nasty war
millions of people...

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The Entrepreneur 
I`m thinking of the man who was clearing land
He wanted to grow cabbage, a good idea especially
Since farmers get subsidies from EU for planting orange trees
The country drowning in orange twice a year
There...

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Glorious is the path that I am walking
restraining myself is something I seldom do
every single day I make it grand
and escape into poetry or sketching or painting, or
taking photographs in nature_ 

Excellent I think...

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I watch with interest
as crows glide over a wheat field.
Such a fine sight under simmering sun.
Smiling at the occasional poppy
blazing red, such a contrast.
There is not one cornflower this year,
cannot help wondering why?
If I could...

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When feeling sadness- I seek art,
the strokes of masters bring me peace;
the colors soothe my bleeding heart,
my soul touched by each masterpiece.
I wander hours;
among flowers !

In the art I need- to be part,
and my delight...

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we were adopted on the same morning 
my father loved us, a love adoring 
my brothers shared a gene name, Cabernet 
sisters noble parents based on hearsay 

my dad built a strong house of fine...

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A Penny for your thoughts,
or a Quarter for your rhyme?
A Dollar for your compassion,
for a Dime to go back in time.

A Nickel for your honesty,
or a Ruble to speak your mind.
A Jackson for your patience,
and...

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