Long Riviere Poems

CHANDRA
		  
Down to my last dollar, staring at the floor,
As lonely near two million as on Sable Island’s shore.
Another grey Toronto day, the saddest I had known,
No place now to lay my head, so...

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The long dark winter had expired 
And spring with its vibrant colors was here
I was enticed by the great beauty of the outside
And planned to feign a headache after lunch
While my tutor, Mr. Hobart showed...

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As twilight now comes, we view a fair maiden,
flushed by the fire, in the hush of the room
after spending her day, where the heather was strewn
The stroke of the brush, shows a blush on her...

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After I thought a while it seemed clear
it wasn’t the yap, yap, buzz, ring, chat
that drove him away from the city.
Nor the police alarm yaw-yahing 
saying danger or someone hurts.

It was the hands. Hands reaching
to...

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Gov'ners were jealous and zealous the satraps - 
One had received uncalled-for promotion.
With design to malign, these guys enacted
a divine trap for this fella's devotions. 

"Accept this new law," they said, "Except to you, 
O...

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A Portrait in Black and White
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Long Rest

(Contest entry)
(Requiescat by Briton Rivière)

Oh master why's your rest so long
     Command and I'll obey
You lay there post your victory
     And at your side I'll stay

I...

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Briton Reiviere has portrayed
A boy of low means, no shoes to his feet
Clothes are of rags, dirt his blanket 
Except for a scraggy mutt.
His only friend, his warmth, protector.

Together they survive
Whatever life throws at them
So...

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This world of trouble soon will pass
For there beyond the crystal glass
A lamb and lion tread the grass
Beside a lass, beside a lass

This cord of present time shall break
And hate and fear shall flee and...

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Bent forward on his wooden chair,
inside his shack, with not a care,
he sits where fast to sleep he fell.
The old man’s sleeping long and well.

Companions waiting to be fed
or have their master pat their head,
wait...

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The brick wall that kept the dogs in
Also caused them to make a din
Whenever  the cat would run or  walk  across the wall
But the bricks were much too tall
for them to reach...

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I hail from the “City of Bridges” – 
Where "la belle riviere" is born,
Where th’Allegheny and “Mon”,
Come together as one
And the proud black and gold are worn.

I hail from the “City of Champions” –
Home of...

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Being a queen is not so great
always under the spotlight
never a moment to relax
so many people fawning

Ah, but few who are real friends
most just after what they can get
the lonely life is what I lead
as...

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As the setting sun glows orange
I can admire and feel the challenge
the solitary polar bear not there to plunge
its his lookout from where he can scavenge

Behold the wild vista, icicle towers so strange
adorn the landscape...

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La vie et la mort ont ete separes
Et ils ne pourront plus se cotoyer
ils crient de leur douleurs
sans pouvoir arreter leur pleurs

la vie lui envoie des ames qui quittent notre monde
pour lui montrer combien elle...

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Jesus Christ in the wilderness
All alone as the sun rose red
Fighting His battle of humanness
Jesus Christ in the wilderness
To save man~ Christ's devoutness
Although the bloody cross His dread
Jesus Christ in the wilderness
All alone as the...

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With depression her heart does sink
Her companion comes in eye blink
Without a word that she does say
Compassion is shown both this way
No words are shared, no given ink

Puppy holds her heart in a wink
Her face...

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