B. Boileau : Writing

The Razor

The Razor

A Poem by B. Boileau


The razor glistens and seems to glow It gleams inside his eyes The cut is deep, the blood flows He’s said his last goodbyes ..
A message from Merlin

A message from Merlin

A Poem by B. Boileau


The head is not more native to the heartNo nor the fruitful river in the eyeThese are but the trappings and the suits of woeIn deaths of fathers who s..
A Secret Message Of Love

A Secret Message Of Love

A Poem by B. Boileau


Imagine secret messages revealedLucid dreams unlock codes concealedOf the mystery of life's meaningVisual effects come to lightEnlighten wishes on sta..
Nostradamus Saw It

Nostradamus Saw It

A Poem by B. Boileau


Now in the summer of fifteen fifty nineOne was summoned to the royal courtSolemnly he told the queen marvelous liesTamed she banished him to the tower..
Natures Little Brother

Natures Little Brother

A Poem by B. Boileau


Please pardon my use of language
The Awareness of Sierra Leone  or  For the love of Cracker Jack

The Awareness of Sierra Leone or For the love of..

A Poem by B. Boileau


Something a little different (from me atleast)
My Rant

My Rant

A Poem by B. Boileau


There’s a smell of sulfur in the air The Liberty bell is out of tune Changes come fast with evening broadcasts And the news is pend..
The Forgotten Few

The Forgotten Few

A Poem by B. Boileau


The kids are fast asleep tonight Dreaming of magical things Fathers sitting outside starring at the moonlight He’s dreaming too&..

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