Long Rhone Poems

That color vileness painted on my face
When coming back my duke to me I saw 
His new squeezing inside much more took place.

He heedful stopped as man hearing to draw;
Because his eye could not reach...

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A Night on the Road         

It was a dark and stormy night, as he rode around the mob.
The bridle reins held loosely, the night horse knew his...

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Good listener, please lend your ear
To share my history
Before I take the poison drink,
I’ll tell you my story.

They’re coming even now to take
The city that we love
And hope is often lost and so
My tale i’ll...

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A UK Royal Mail Ship was RMS Rhone
A sail-steamer and a two-masted brig, she shone

Rhone had an iron hull and was 310 feet long
Her compound steam engine made her fast and quite strong

An innovative ship...

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ART  Vincent Van Gogh
An Afinity of Yellow

The moon is slowly engaging the afternoon sun
and the crows fly randomly o’er the fields
where wheatfields bloom with hues
of radiant energy and bright patches
of yellow imitating the sun
and...

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The Beautiful Wind

I’ve journeyed far across the plain
 I’ve searched around the world in vain.
 I’ve seen sails billow o’er the sea
 and yet you always hide from me.

I think upon that mistral chill
 as...

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Fierce Arctic blasts were but things of my past
Once I found romance in the south of France.
How could she entrance with one simple glance?
My lonely love fast was over at last.

No longer alone with wine...

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Beside the placid waters of the Rhone
A classical village rises to meet the sky,
The magnificent steeple an inverted cone
Hoists a Saint Anthony’s cross to passersby.

The placid waters of the Rhone reflect
Tightly crowded flats along the...

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Feats of courage and the heroic death
For the cause country or the desert zones
Peeping voices low under old stony buildings
In wake of the retreating armies of the Rhone.

On the hill an impregnable fortress
On the ground...

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Searching in the night for the springs of Rhone
the asphalt embraces the stone like a snake.
"It is the only way"
said to me William Tell
at the gas station of Saint Alpine.
And when mountains stood up all...

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Her tractor beam eyes draw me near,
Eyes with the ability, allowing men to leer;
A lowered bridge, allowing people to cross,
Across the wood and the moss;
Seeing her again, to me what matters most,
Where ever she may...

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Would not I carry my rugged pride
When element to element will mingle and reside
In perfumed consummation of interstellar space
In a new planet cast out of  Brahama’s  rage
For ever wishing my nibbled pen could...

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Entwined in a lovers sweat
Passions sated, as a cool breeze 
Brings in the scent of the night
Tongues tasting of wine, fully satisfied

Eternal happiness, could this be?
Or should I run under gloomy tormented skies?
Hand in hand...

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Look what you have left us, Vincent van Gogh
Found hiding under your tormented mind
A vision of your Starry Night in Rhone
The Night Cafe' was revenge of a kind
At Eternity's Gate one sits and cries
But I...

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