Short Louis Poems

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Premium Member Clerihew Louis

US born Morris Louis 
with pure colour content to be
Lyrically & on a grand scale
suspend belief..imagination will not fail
Form: Clerihew


Premium Member God Chose Louis' Nose

God gave Louis a rather long nose
Which nose he used to zoop up Cheerios
    Better than a straw
    Though there was a law
His big mouth he had to keep tightly closed
Form: Limerick

City By the Rivers (St.Louis)

Where did the innocence go so fast
it's all rearranged
so sad
people getting angry so quickly
maybe someday it'll change
but as for now I make my home in the
most dangerous city in the 
United States
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Louis Armstrong

"Pops" is gone
Master of the trumpet
  He dazzled 
         with his artistry
  We listened 
and watched
    The man could rip 
out a tune.....
But if the truth be told 
He is gone
He's with Bix, Miles 
   and the others
"Gone from the world"
Form:

Premium Member George Alexander Louis

An announcement from the palace
a baby for Wills and Kate
it's a little baby boy
a future head of state

Everybody was in suspense
what's his name to be
as heir to the throne
a King one day you'll see

As Prince George of Cambridge
titled in the royal line
George Alexander Louis
suits just fine

poetgord@2013
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Louis and Marie

French King Louis XVI placed his love bet
On teenage queen Marie Antoinette
Sadly, it is said, though she deserted his bed 
For frivolous Marie, Louis lost his head.

Of Louis’ sweet Marie, it is our take
She was a desserter who truly loved cake
For proposing cake for peasants who lacked bread
Queen Marie left a guillotine minus her head
Form: Clerihew

Louis Riel

Louis Riel



My fourth cousin removed his name is Louis Riel
Was a visionary fiery leader but had met up with turmoil
Some of his kin were proud descendants of
French Canadian coureurs debois
A spiritual and political leader
For the Metis people of the Canadian prairies.





Louis Riel: Born Oct. 22/1844 at Red River Colony
Died Nov, 16/1885 at Regina, Saskatchewan.
© Theresa Cw  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Critterature: Who's Afraid of Louis Vuitton

Don't be fooled by the smile of a crocodile
Who appears to be happy to meet you.
For though his grin is beguiling,
In his head he's compiling
Various ways he is planning to eat you.
A croc's disposition is hard to predict,
It's quixotic and largely a moot case.
The main thing he most often worries about,
And what keeps him for poachers upon the lookout,
Is becoming a handbag or suitcase.

Premium Member Play Louis Armstrong

now is all there is,
that's the nature of the beast,
relatively speaking
advantaging 'those' who control time...
now is a situation of absence and meaning
'those'...are us and our day to day routines
slowing down, to take advantage of the scenery...
remember the most wonderful childhood song,
'what a wonderful world' by louis armstrong...
well, now is all there is and it is a wonder(full) world...be strong
© Sand Blown  Create an image from this poem.

Louis Pasteur

How to keep microbes from souring alcohol?
Submit them to pasteurization and kill them all!
Want your ale sweet when it is done brewing?
Destroy all the bacteria with heating and cooling!
And when your yeast is done with fermentation,
Use germ theory for vaccinations!
His work led to prevention of anthrax and rabies,
But also the whole field of stereochemistry!
Although being paralyzed probably stunk,
It was probably bearable being always drunk!

Premium Member Why Do We Celebrate Bastille Day

Fete Nationale finally came about on July 14th 1789
When the commoners stormed the Bastile so fine.
Their crops had failed that summer, and it went to their head.
They were spending ninety-percent of their salary on bread

The Tyranny of King Louis the Fourteenth was not sliding by
His wife was lavishly spending, and they owned the gun power supply.
Prisoners were being locked up in the Bastile with no trial whatsoever.
So the French Revolution was started – a worthwhile endeavor.
Form: Rhyme

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