Long Morts Poems
Long Morts Poems. Below are the most popular long Morts by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Morts poems by poem length and keyword.
Reply To Carl BrouardIt is not mandatory
However, I feel that it is my duty
To respond to Carl Brouard
‘Knowing how to drink is not an art
Drinking is not a duty’
But a necessity which is obligatory
As it is crucial even...
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Categories:
morts, chocolate, drink, inspiration, literature, poems, poetry, poets,
Form:
Rhyme
Bad News, Morose NewsIt’s like being hit by a meteor
Where there’s no tomorrow
It is like doomsday, really
Where everything is ugly
And absolutely nothing is pretty
I just received the bad news
That my sister-in-law had died
Suddenly and extemporaneously
Without being sick tremendously
I...
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Categories:
morts, dark, death, death of a friend, farewell,
Form:
Rhyme
Translation of Eric Mottram's Krim: Autobiography To September 1989- I By T WignesanTranslation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - I by T. Wignesan
( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...
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Categories:
morts, america, angst, art, friend, writing,
Form:
Free verse
Short StoryThe long and short of it is . . . forever
...
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Categories:
morts, life, light, love,
Form:
Free verse
Le Courlis Poussa Des Cris Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's the Curlew Cried By T WignesanLe Courlis poussa des cris -Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's The Curlew Cried by T Wignesan
(Note d’Oodgeroo : Le courlis fut le frère d’aborigènes. Il venait trois nuits de suite pour pousser des cris près...
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Categories:
morts, bereavement, loss,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Klacatoo - Translation of Kevin Gilbert's Klacatoo By T WignesanKlacatoo – Translation of Kevin Gilbert ‘s « Klacatoo » by T. Wignesan
On nous avait coincé sur la rive de Lachlan
un endroit qui s’appelle Klacatoo
là où nous rassemblions au coucher du soleil
quand nous entendions le...
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Categories:
morts, death, discrimination, grandmother, grief, memory, racism,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Translation of Eric Mottram's a Faithful Private - 2 With Commentary By T WignesanTransl. of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 2 with a Clive Bush comment on Mottram's poetry
Excerpt from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s...
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Categories:
morts, america, angst, imagery, surreal, woman, , cute,
Form:
Free verse
Liberation of Paris, August 26, 1944Liberation 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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Categories:
morts, memorial, paris, tribute, world war ii,
Form:
Verse
Le Pere Lachaise CemeteryI took a trip to Paris, France and of course I wanted to see all the attractions,
walk the boulevards, see the museums and art galleries, linger at an outdoor
cafe watching people stroll while ...
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Categories:
morts, inspirational, travel, vacation,
Form:
Haibun
Deny It Or Believe ItWeird, strange, illusion, dream, nonsense; words plenty since ever
To overcome fear, avoid confusion, maintain commonsense or whatever!
But this story of mine is an experience I record as game of nature;
Revisiting it, wondering on the hows...
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Categories:
morts, death, lost, memory,
Form:
Rhyme
Neuvième FableNeuvième Fable
Neuvième Fable
Tragic Love
Internet Love
L'amour pour les brebis ont des yeux est la même que iff nous wed.
Les sentiments qu'elle me...
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Categories:
morts, devotion, faith, wedding, wife, son, me, love,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Le Courlis Poussa Des Cris -Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's the Curlew Cried By T WignesanLe courlis poussa des cris – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « The Curlew Cried » by T. Wignesan
(Note d’Oodgeroo : Le courlis fut le frère d’aborigènes. Il venait trois nuits de suite pour pousser des...
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Categories:
morts, best friend, death, heaven, myth, night, soulmate,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Magpies Comunicate With the DeadDo magpies communicate with the dead?
It is not uncommon to see magpies in a cemetery
Silent and calm, watch over the graves,
The flowery tombs and the so dogmatic crosses
I often see them in cemeteries thinking,
As...
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Categories:
morts, bird, death, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
The Real TerrorThe necktie wearers, and flag pin bearers
Combing arcane smiles
With not one word out of place
Colluded to recreate
Pearl harbor's reincarnate
History's wounds slashed by new swords
A mirror of quondam contempt
Semblance of peace sat behind...
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Categories:
morts, veterans day, violence, war,
Form:
Blank verse
Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's Dawn Wail For the Dead By T WignesanLa plainte au lever du jour pour les Morts – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Dawn Wail for the Dead” by T. Wignesan
(Note: The style of the original smacks of hurried note-taking, say, by an anthropologist...
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Categories:
morts, cry, memory, pride, remember,
Form:
Free verse
Valse Des MortsTranslation below
Valse des morts
Je valse
Je valse, valse, valse
le journée, la nuit
Le long des rues
Le long de la rivière
Je valse jusqu'à ce que je ressens la douleur
partout, partout, sur moi
la pluie tombe sur ma douleur
Je murmure...
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Categories:
morts, art, depression, pain, river, sad,
Form:
Lyric
She Sings,The Dumb MouthShe sings,
The dumb mouth,
But she sings.
There is, beyond the deads,
The time's continuity,
It continues in silence,
As crazes the stone
... And have no more eyes to cry,
Does not means, so far,
Close his...
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Categories:
morts, future, song, sorrow,
Form:
Free verse
La Guerre FolleLa guerre folingue a largué des bombes sur un cimetière
Les morts,trop absorbés à savonner leurs péchés d'hier,
Ont d'abord pris le bruit pour un tonitruant tonnerre
Nonchalants,ils ont campé dans leurs tanières
Ont eu une pensée pour ceux...
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Categories:
morts, abuse, allusion, hurt,
Form:
Rhyme
Reves Perdus, Reves MortsRêves perdus, rêves morts
Les fleurs dansent
Les fleurs chantent
Le printemps est ici
Je suis, pas loin d'ici
Dans la forêt
Dans une cabine
Caché
Avec mon cœur
Rien ne me touche ici
Je suis sans pays
Rien ne coule dans mes veines
Je suis seulement
Quelqu’un...
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Categories:
morts, introspection, love,
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I do not know?