Short Ville Poems

Le monde à l'envers,
Où tout le monde peut voir,
Que le ciel est ici, vivant,
Dans la ville de mes rêves.


The world upside down,
Where everyone can see,
That heaven is here, alive,
In the city of my dreams....

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Editor edits
                     News Gazette called " Elephant " 
                                   In Helen ville. 

                 Written for poetry contest sponsored 
                            by Constance la France...

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to Hellena

si c'était pas pour el
je vivrais même pas dans cette 
putain de ville

well
don’t focus on this physical limit
aim on a higher level
every time is higher 

if you meet a snake and
you change direction
the snake won’t come back after you...

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Late 80s, Quebec, Ville de Lasalle,
A piece of my life, a piece of me,
I left behind;  Fait accompli.
What I miss most? Je ne sais quoi!
Cartoons! Lagaffe, Robin Dubois!
Bicycle rides with my good friends,
Next to the river, along the bends.
I left behind a piece of my life…...

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Feared Compassion's
I am sadness
I dress in brilliant bright but dull colors
I need encouragement
I am related to discouragement
I vacation Blues ville
My job is nowhere
I desire a chance and liberty


11/1/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY JAMES EDWARD LEE SR. ©2020
LAMENT Poem Type...

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Knock Knock

Is anybody home?
Is anyone stirring 
the pot,
Of this amazing 
stew?

It seems so quiet,
must I dare roam?

I love to visit 
Soup Ville Lane,
Mabe, the residents 
left on a plane.

Whatever the case
may be,
I'm wishing you all
a Merry Christmas 
filled glee.


Alexis Y.
12-17-2020...

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Joyful green elf from merry Irish Ville
Caught dancing on the hill
Sang us a song, while riding wolf named Bill.
His ditty was fabulous, joined by wren’s trill.

Excited green elf from Irish ville
Dancing away from our hidden still.
Our happy hearts promised him no ill.
But we stayed a bit wary of the wolf named Bill....

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Oh no, Santa swallowed some super glue
            The Grinch is laughing, says the Ville of who
                        No Ho, Ho, a silent night
                  Rosy cheeks now from the fright
           This Eve, the elf vowed to make no more stew

11/19/22

Entry for A fun Holiday Limerick Contest.  Sponsor:  Tania Kitchin

Used RhymeZone and Howmanysyllables.com...

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my soul plunged into sadness
and this town becomes my cry
Belgrade in Paris
when I feel its beautiful avenue
singing the hymn to nostalgia
oh land of my youthfulness
my lovely Serbia

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mon âme plonge dans la tristesse
et cette ville devient mon cri
Belgrade à Paris
quand je sens sa belle avenue
en chantant l'hymne à nostalgie
oh pays de ma jeunesse
mon adorable Serbie...

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The sun is a star at the center of the solar system.

PARTY MIX

Sun sparks in yellow daffodil.

The small and great - a party mix.

What festive dance of gambol-ville!

Sun sparks in yellow daffodil.

The dynamic and minute thrill -

the open bud and star’s high kicks.

Sun sparks in yellow daffodil.

The small and great a party mix.

3/28/2022...

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My lastest poem has one hundred and one words
Dalmations is where my mind naturally goes
But add ten to that, and I have 111, the angel number
The number that assures me that angels are here.

take away ten, and I am back at 101,
the famous spotted dog number
I used to love singing the Cruella de Ville song
I can still sing most of it

Weird that she and the angel number appear together
Cancelling each other out...

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Who Are They Trying to Impress?

A cross between the bride of Frankenstein
And the Dalmatians’ Cruella De Ville
See teens walking at malls; glad they’re not mine
Absurd appearances give me a chill

Parents with tattoos ride on a Harley
Leather coats and gloves cut off at knuckles
Sprung from these roots that appear so gnarly
Teens upstaging their folks give me chuckles


Written for John Freeman's Boisterous Comedy Contest...

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Lying comfortably, I take myself to another place.
With each breath inhaled and exhaled,
I go deeper within side of myself.
Sometimes my body is nonexistent,
I am in a higher plane.
My body is numb all over,
Pain is taken completely away.
Relaxation takes your body from tense to smooth,
clearing the mind of your worries and
making you feel rejuvenated through and through









For:  Deborah Guzzi
Contest:  The Road to Well Ville...

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Early morning and blue skies 
Sun rising and clouds departing,
From fogs in the forests
To clear forecast in the avenues;
Green grasses and big gardens
The life in the Ville,
Waited for ages in the pits
Walked long in the crooked roads:
Chase by hounds and i ran for miles
Escaped the night-
To being caught up in the light,
Took glasses to gaze
Took my shoes off to walk on clouds;
I kept silent to hear my inner voice,
From screams to hymns-
My eyes closed and I envision my future,...

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