Rue Poems - Poems about Rue

The Rue in a Baked Custard Tartlet

monks once used egg whites
to starch their habits crisp clean
dumping yellow yolks ~
but a waste not want not pledge
inspired a baked custard tart

in an act of grace
their heavenly recipe
was kept secret sold

Rainbow Rue

For some love is a battle with glue
Stuck in a kinetic rainbow rue
Slipping on sunshine melting moon’s mood
Tenderness designed on brain as blue tattoo 

Turquoise touch feverish and concise 
Winning red heart blowing pink mind
And every single day it is valentine’s 
For feelings glow like gold inside

Can’t find a card to cast my spell
Will work

Runic

Those who would rule? It.. Will eventually rue.'

Trust

Trust

Trust is fragile, yet so strong
In relations must belong
Of value beyond all worth
Than all the gold on the earth

Trust has high inherent risks
Often puts one in good stead
Should hidden motives exist
Relations eulogies read

Trust, like an old China plate
With hundreds years of use
E’en by King Henry the Eighth
Will always fail to abuse

Flip the plate high o’er

Truly Cruel RUE

Teach me how to love again
Right now, I’m feeling numb and somewhat anxious

Because of your truly cruel rue
That’s why this is what I’m going through

Because of your truly cruel rue
That’s why this is what I’m going through

Understanding me in many ways
Lonely, loving you always
You ask me why I feel this way…

Because of your truly cruel

Rue Saint-Honore

It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and getting ready to go out with a friend, beforehand, is one of the rituals of beauty culture.

Let’s get poetic!

If the

Pretty One Rue'

She is dark she is pretty
She has an easy grace
When she smiles sky's open
As she walk beauty accentuates
If me alliterates she's beauty me beholds
In her hugs me befoulded as am beffuddles
The in her me spy genna

Me spying beautiful l meadows of genna
When with her me fathom lilting nivarna
Her essence a paradise of carousel emotions
Her name

In Rue

Though they were so few,
For rest of life I shall rue.
Remembering just
How I matter less each day,
Life sweeps memories away.

Rue

Rue
Stands in
Calmly queue 
Small yellow buds 
Sunbeams have fallen
On green sapphires
Shining bright
Gold spread
View

Rue the Day

Mounted on a Missouri mule,
All my possessions in a sack.
The scorching sun, oh so cruel,
Sweat running down my back.

On the way to Kansas City,
To visit my older brother.
Angry still, what a pity,
From one thing or the other.

While crossing a swollen creek,
I only made it halfway through.
This trip started looking bleak,
When my mule threw a shoe.

Afraid

Streets Ruas Rues

I'm a small street,
big street,
narrow,
wide...
down street,
top street...
Important,
imposing,
left,
right...
Street of the dream, street of suffering,
streets of the lost
whores...
Rua do Sol
at noon,
moon street
at night...
abandoned dirty street
kid lying on the sidewalk,
intriguing dark street
robber...dangerous street...
river street,
beach street
passers-by street
passersby
hurried
elegant...
Augusta Street,
Florida...Fifity
Avenue...
Avenue, Gasse
alley without teeth
Old Town...
street of creatures
night, lovers...
Car streets and
of coaches...streets
parallel walkways
fashion...
street from anywhere
streets that lead
to failure or to
success...street
of people who live
in

Runes of Rue

you ...

were there, of-a-sudden ...
standing beside me
after nearly three tens of years -
right beside me
like no time had passed
as if broken hearts, new lovers and
children, and a river's tears had
not flowed downstream ...
as if those fading cares and
choleric words had never poisoned
the air between us ...
as if time hadn't weathered
our hearts, or a
million I love

Rue

A song that was inspired by Courage to Change by Sia.

I don’t know what to do
When you make me go through
The motions of the blues outta the blue
I’m left with rue all alone — what’s new?

I don’t know what to do
When you make me go through
The emptiness inside my bones of naught
On my own in

Rue

Rue, 
With you 
My mind is 
Filled with worries. 
You give me sorrow 
Because of my error. 
You bring remorse to my heart. 
The reason why it is laden. 
You have taught me to strongly lament. 
You have given me the chance to repent.

Rue

Rage of potential writhes
                      Rears its demented face
                      Relegates a locked life
 

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