Tag Archives: gratitude
alarm clock
Don’t come near me while I sleep
second hand
People who kiss scars are my favourite,
may be second hand but so are we
on a daily basis, going on.
when I go
Many white horsesin ignorancevery tamed oneswhile horizon wentblurAnd I forgot my names When I go knocking on heaven’s doorI don’t want my white and black pebblesto be countedI want to tell about all the times I was in dungand felt a hand lift me upI want to tell about all the times I was hungryandContinue reading “when I go”
swimming choirs
not a harpooned handful
A l’ombre d’une pause
… même bourrique.
Tant mieux.
Mais ça n’existe pas, n’est-ce pas?
Hooked on grateful lines
every drop
Petrichor, in the air.
The taste of rain – Why kneel? Birds singing in the dark – Rainy dawn. (Jack Kerouac) Blessures de vie(s) et cette Tendre (post) Vendetta que peut parfois être un moment de vie, ce moment, où l’on devine que les blessures expérimentées sont des histoires de blessés de part et d’autre qui danseront peut-êtreContinue reading “Petrichor, in the air.”
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