My favourite spot is the South of France,
where I met my new love during a dance,
she spoke only french with a lovers lisp,
tall and elegant in a white gown crisp.
I knew but little of this foreign tongue,
where few words are said others stay in lung,
who gives a damn about this new language,
when with one beautiful I could engage,
I shook with her hips and danced in tune,
both full of French wine in that month of June,
drums and violin, loud female singer,
love in the air, good reason to linger,
shoulder to shoulder with our backs to back,
we took each moment, never were we slack,
soon it was midnight and the clock struck twelve,
she kissed my cheek and took of her silk glove,
end of evening but beginning of love…
….
that’s the reason, I love the South of France,
speak no French but fell in love with a dance!
Written 19/0/2022
My favourite Vacation Poetry contest
L Milton Hankins sponsored
10 syllables each line aa bb rhyme sequence- couplet form.
Categories:
plait, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
We lucky people with ADD,
Sometimes seeming not-all-there, mais oui,
At catastrophe, leave folks in awe,
With our Arc-de-Triomphe-esque sangfroid.
Categories:
plait, french, hero,
Form: Rhyme
Terror takes its toll. Revenge makes humanity bleed - profusely. An elegy breaks the eerie silence. Sneaking suspicion fills the air. Wary eyes searches beliefs in the heaps of flesh and blood. Ransacked hope seeks refuge in your heart.
Reincarnate
Socrates within
to ask a few questions
Who makes monsters?
Who sells arms to them?
Who gains from theses conflicts?
How many babies die unfed?
How many fields are still barren?
How much wealth would you carry, after death?
How many Seegers you need - to sing?
How many Lenons you need - to make you imagine?
How many Poets you need - to dare?
To bell the cat.
25.11.15
Contest : Haibun Freestyle
Sponsor : Scott thirtyseven
Categories:
plait, conflict, humanity, rights,
Form: Haibun
Natures gift in the shape of her vine
Planted with care, line after line
By the grace of our sun
Their growth has begun
In ripeness below her sunshine
We harvest her grapes, turned to wine
Growers experiences, know her signs
From her graft to their trade
In the grape is it's grade
Maturity is it's moment in time
To the table her results are defined
We indulge in our culinary dine
Us hosts in satisfy
Wanting palets in comply
As our tastes are in joint combine
For Francine's - Bottle of Wine contest - ( fruit of the vine, when........)
Categories:
plait, nature
Form: Limerick
a
trio
of garcon-
idling far too
long
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"klenkes" (the little finger )is the identification sign of former people of Aix-en chapelle/Aachen
Categories:
plait, places
Form: Ekphrasis
De toi- fixant mes yeux
Mais je suis humaine
Alors, malheur tu désires plus….
Pour me trouver
Categories:
plait, life, love, people, social,
Form: Free verse