Short Francais Poems

En 
francais,
pancake day-
mardi gras they
say...

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VERS LIBRE

Born free

maybe?

ARGUEMENT

touche

word play...

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French lilacs outside my window curse en francais
for the air is too cold and the sky is too grey
and they are unable to wear their pretty frocks
of which they have been sewing frantically to
be in time for the opening of the May fashion show.....

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once upon a time
they used to say
the French were
very rude

with the 
attitude 
if you 
can't

speak 
French
don't
come 
to France 

but i was in Greece
when in passing
a French tourist
said to me

bonjour monsieur
i in turn replied
he me parole past
francais madam

kalimera...

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is that all you got
dis located
francais
lover

your comment was
quite correct my
not so froggie
not friend

i'm not a bully
i'm god of
what you
call

a sandbox 
but it's not
Richard
it's a

cat's meow
of a litter
box and
i'm top

dog
and
you're
a piece

of
shh
...it lol
......Dick...

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cherchez la femme but
she's in the crosswalk
now so i didnt see her
because i was seeing
her in my thoughts

and i got thinking
of guerre but more
importantly la vie
and she romantically
language speaks

pardon my Francais
forgive my italiano
babble but let me
flip to page twenty
six and say the same

         in
Espanol...

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I woke up this morning
Sporting a Beret 
Speaking in a French accent
Parlez-vous francais?

With a scarf around my neck
A pencil thin moustache
Afraid I might have woke up French
A slight giggle to my laugh

With a strong urge for fresh Baguette's
I head to the grocery 
I told my cat that I'd be back
He looked at me... Cest la vie...

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La Tour Des Baleines

In Misses Halliday’s community,
A lighthouse steadily illuminates
That coastal location.  Containerships
Can safely navigate.  Supertankers
Can avoid incidents.  Superliners
Can protect passengers unfailingly.
This noble edifice, designated,
(From francais translated): “Tower-Of-Whales”.

Mark Halliday
Contest: Lighthouse
19 September 2014...

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   Por Que Pig and Bugs Bonet
     nisht parlez vous francais

   Aber Mikhail Maus und seine spouse
     drinkt 'L'chaim!' in ihrem haus

        Eso es todo, amigos...  



    ____________________________
    Call '1-800-say-what' now. Trans-
    lators are standing by to take your
    calls. (Not that they'll understand
    a word you're saying... Farshtey?)...

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In my room with its broken door
is a vast array of U3A nomenclature
Admitting ones age is a drag
A vast collection of antique SLR'S stands
Just needing the servicing of fandango light
Use it or lose it, the idiom goes

A coach trip awaits
were I could make a friend
to share my interests
like J'aime Francais
and Lloyds Park walks
almost being half a centurion Croydonite...

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I found your letters yesterday—
Eighteen years ago.
You wisely wrote from Paris in francais
Without the pride, without the show.

I’m glad to note, I feel no more,
Reading you anew
Except to marvel how your closing door
Was shut so softly.  Subtle you.

The tactfulness in every line
Missed me way back then.
Your dignity indelibly divine…
Thanks come slow from certain men....

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Into the lead spin
broken bottles and knives appear
locked by electric sparks
that bring you back to life
over the once  warren where rabbits roamed
we go shoplifting in London so fare
The Police turn a blind eye
Its maud parlez vous Francais
Into the dark where English is not heard
London spins
the serpents of the Thames are half lionized
Who needs  excuses
into the grim
where the exposed suburbs are sullied



...

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Since the power of essence, drawing upon the bud.
Cigarette powder, a drawing of ash from fire.
We live to do, to see, to hear.
Spinning in circles, hence, we jump and live.
The stage of stages, the power of the powers.
Hence, the jump, jump-all-round
Essences of Jumping - Hence, all-round, all-here.
When the Francois of Francais is here.
All-round, the smell of success.
Glitter of the butterfly, to a glimmer.
When the sub-zero temperature, glimmer....

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Rob Corn Cob
Yankee Hillbilly Provence Gourmet,
Michelle & Lukas are Certainly His "Ole´!",
Add Homebrew, Tesla & Woodworking "Fine´" 
Ask Rob, "Parlez Vous Francais?"
And His Reply, "Ques Que C'est?"
Instead of "Bonjour!", Good 'Ole "Hey!"
Friendly is Rob, Sharing All On His Tray,
He'll Listen to Your Tears & Your Say,
Concerned Others Don't Lose Their Way,
Never One to Ignore a Stray,
Expecting Nothing in Return, No Pay,
Rob's Pat on Your Back Makes Your Day!...

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   Like a man possessed we fight
     'neath cool exteriors
   a raging fire burns, day and night

   We have nowhere to turn
     no matter how we yearn
   to parlez vous francais or habla ingles

   Never quite accepted
     by the whole world rejected
    All our efforts reproved
     ever on the move ... 

   I squirm and fidget
     'cos I never quite fit in
   Now, back in Israel 
     with God I dwell

   I know who and what I am
     back in my homeland...

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