Sous Poems - Poems about Sous

... dans le silence d'un soleil levant je crois entendre des voix et soupirs reconnaître de vieux sourires dans le calme d'un matin sous givre je crois voir de doux regards en berçant doucement......

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...I could stay for hours under the sun to contemplate bouquets of primroses, to listen to the buzzing of insects, To contemplate their petals, the shape of hearts, I could stay for hours if no on......

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...When you see a white sail in the harbor of Brest, A sail under a burning sun, It’s a nagging sail, She has not the tranquility of a sail on the Nile, Her mind is not at peace, her conscience tor......

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...You’ll be a man tomorrow, child, yes, If you respect animals and pristine nature, If you don’t kill elephants for ivory, If you don’t kill the whales for soap, You’ll be a man if you can stop t......

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...The shadow of a tree has fallen on the morning garden. It moves with slow steps and leaves its trail of frost, as if it were telling the time as the day progresses. The grasses, freed from......

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...What could be better than birds, my friends, To put our heads straight, What could be better than listening to this melody ? The blackbird invites us to flowery diners. What’s better than birds......

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...Mama has left She is no longer alive She left Mother Earth She is in the cemetery Mom is further on She is, here and there, really Mother is gone And no longer here With us, under the sun Mo......

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...Devrais-je feindre l'ignorance pour cacher mes sentiments, Ou devrais-je vraiment m'en soucier, incapable de feindre? Tant de courage pour affronter l'inconnu, Pourtant muet devant elle, le cœu......

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...How long will it take you, poet? To understand that poetry does not replace love? To understand, that everyone eventually falls out of their chair? How long will it take you, poet? To cross t......

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...Baby GG is in the house Born in beautiful month of March Between winter and spring No snow was on the dry grass Gorgeous buds were emerging And a new rainbow is on the arch. Baby GG is indeed......

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...Winter is gone It's already midnight Spring is here With her flowers and presents We have a new season Everyone knows the reason Since the girls are pretty And the women wear their best, that'......

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...I would like to be twelve million kilometers away From this stupid town, I’d like to be in Minnesota, To burn all my poems in your hungry eyes, I want to get away from those raptors that steal my ......

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...I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you. I wrote it this morning, before the arrival of the auroral shadow. Her words h......

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...There was poetry, In the open fields, On the slanted blueberries, On the skirts of schoolgirls, There was poetry, In the sunny cupboards, In the quiet gardens, In the sweet air of spring, ......

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...I would stay for hours, Waiting for a nice bee to land, On the small purple flowers of a fuchsia, or heather, I would wait for hours, As if the future of the planet depended on it, I would stay ......

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