the shadow of the tree in the morning's garden
...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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Categories:
toit, bird, french, sun, weather,
Form: Free verse
A Sweet Poem In My Heart
...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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Categories:
toit, beauty, fantasy, i love
Form: Rhyme
Storm
...All you have to do is waiting,
To listen to the wind rumble,
Like poor elephants,
All you have to do is waiting,
Sealed in our rooms,
Praying for his slate roof,
Praying for the wires,
I can n...
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Categories:
toit, courage, storm, wind,
Form: Free verse
Paul Valery Translation of the Graveyard By the Sea
...This is my modern English translation of Paul Valéry's poem “Le cimetière marin” (“The graveyard by the sea”). Valéry was buried in the seaside cemetery evoked in his best-known poem. From the vantag...
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Categories:
toit, death, french, grave, obituary,
Form: Free verse
Lacs Italie
...Aux lacs italiens
Douce l'italie, ca n'est pas moi qui raillerai jamais tes
amants, méme quand la passion les emportant Bien au contraire,
les exces m'enchantent. Je me rapelle l'ent...
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Categories:
toit, appreciation, heart, uplifting,
Form: Romanticism
Hoity Toit Hill
...Because of my farting
I'm stuck in one room
In my mansion on Hoity-Toit Hill
The force of the gas
Expelled from my ass
Propels me along, “What a thrill!”
As my butt cheeks expand
I a...
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Categories:
toit, humorous,
Form: Quatrain
Oh Flip!! He Spilled It!
...Sexy Dr. du Toit
was a man I loved to avoid
I caught the fever, he had the reliever
instead of giving me the injection, it gushed in his direction…
*The doctor was suppose
to give...
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Categories:
toit, funnyme,
Form: Clerihew
Bp Will Show No Shame: Written For Paula Swanson
...It's not my fault.
The oil just wants out!
It's no ones fault
Things happen, sludge is in the current.
I'm not to blame,
Really, I don't know!
Yacht racing brings fame
So I had to go!
You...
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Categories:
toit, satire
Form: Quatrain