Poems About: PARIS

My mother wore Woolworth's perfume
Californian Poppy sweet and heavy
Soir de Paris heady in the afternoons
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Learnt from Chapman's Homer*
A story full of grace and glamour
Killings of Royals, warriors and multitude
Fall of Troy is read more »

The Trojan War has ended a million years ago
But my mind has a war equal to its magnitude
Paris started that war in search of true love
I started this war in search of an answer for my love read more »

bayboats purse seine whey
journey yearlong gay
laddy inured dryup
haughty yachty yea read more »

Americans in Paris
rarely will embarrass
the Frenchies,
who, when they’re in Manhattan read more »

Ah, Paris, Paris! What an echo rings
Still in those syllables of vain delight!
What voice of what dead pleasures on what wings read more »

When loud March from the East begins to blow,
And earth and heaven are black, then off we hie read more »

What would it be like to go to Paris
on a whim with a woman
who is as mystical and magical
as the city of Love read more »

I STOOD in Père-la-Chaise. The putrid City,
Paris, the harlot of the nations, lay,
The bug-bright thing that knows not love nor pity, read more »

Away from sorrow! Yes, indeed, away!
Who said that care behind the horseman sits?
The train to Paris, as it flies to--day, read more »

Je vous cherche.
Non où ne font je vois...
Ce sourire qui rit,
Exprimer ces yeux de danse. read more »

In the field
Of God's Yield
You're the One that stood out!
You're not the prettiest read more »