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Category Archives: Arthur Rimbaud
Once More for Making Sure
Release the heat and lick my soul with cleansing flames. Once consumed, I will be free of earth and space. Onward sentimentalities; give our embrace tonight – is certain. Turn the dial and etch the settings. Once more for making … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, dreams, faith, Génération au Feu, God, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, love, martin luther king, Neal Cassady, Surrealism, the beats, tom waits, When this American Woman “Let Us Compare Mythologies” published 1956
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Blushed Romance and Foreign Lip-Lock
We sail smooth runners iced and swelled, in teas of black with Chinese talk-talk. Lay your hands on me, such smoothness tickles; my fuzz and temptations – you feel. It’s our room on Boulevard Saint-Germain where hush-hush is our … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, beat poetry, Boulevard Saint-Germain, Dreams, expatriates, God, grief, Hope, Lost Generation, Love, Lucifer, Paris, prayer, Sex, Song, Spirituality
Tagged absinthe, Albert Camus, alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, death, devil, Génération au Feu, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, Kathleen Brennan, leonard cohen, love, neil young, poetry, prayer, Serge Gainsbourg, Surrealism, the beats, tom waits, When this American Woman “Let Us Compare Mythologies” published 1956
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Time Drips Down and Down
Abbreviated love this afternoon, until light strikes clouds and hours roar near. I think it often while extending moments and ticks, until my sun who shimmers; circles along my chest. Happy is the word and content for hands; that touched … Continue reading
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Tagged Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, boogie, death, God, jack kerouac, leonard cohen, Montmartre, Neal Cassady, Ogden Nash, Serge Gainsbourg, the beats, tom waits, William S. Burroughs
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I Tap and Dance Your Beat
Where you go, I will follow, in tune and in time. Yes in dark, of course. Yes to all. Because, I believe. If shadows pull my curtains down and a northern breeze prevails, I will follow. Your song. No distraction will … Continue reading
Posted in Arthur Rimbaud, God, Hope, leonard cohen, Ogden Nash, Paris, prayer, sentiments, Song, Spirituality, tom waits
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My Grump and Grind Act is Back to Feast
Back like baboons – full of grumps to grinds; my pleasures are theirs. They obey my commands! You guessed it old world, my new world troubles. The monkey house riots, are back in town. Here little monkey with feed-song screech. Claw … Continue reading
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Tagged Allen Ginsberg, dreams, faith, Jacques Prevert, jesus, leonard cohen, prayer, tom waits, William S. Burroughs
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Dancing Hands
This life perilous and tantalizing – angels yawn fables of dreams. Let me see a peek and show your side of heaven. Give rhythms and dance – just show me. How rushed our time plays and how dreams are made, … Continue reading
Bluebird Chimes and Cafe Checks
Motor me and wreck me through; you caught me up; you sung by night. The wild sky reach and glass of wine; the sip of air – so crisped and shatter. It sounds like spiked drink up and ladies bare … Continue reading
Sleep Dreamer
draw my hands that glide on water… Continue reading
Posted in Albert Camus, Arthur Rimbaud, Spirituality
Tagged Albert Camus, Ferlinghetti, Jacques Prevert, Yortzeit
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Sacred Ponder
Inciteful… choosing time to ponder. Continue reading
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Tagged Albert Camus, Ferlinghetti, inciteful, love, Serge Gainsbourg
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Blue Tinted, Eyes
You float with blue, tinted eyes;
oh, Simone. Continue reading
Posted in leonard cohen, Jacques Prevert, Arthur Rimbaud
Tagged tom waits, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, Serge Gainsbourg, Jack Kerouac Blog
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The Green Fairy
…naked tempations that menace the soul Continue reading