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mardi, 17e-février-2009 09:37 am - heart/city
le papillon et la fleur
I.
in the city of your heart
let me be only a side street
decorating the edges of you
& lying outside your home
i will cradle your feet as you walk
and in the night as you sleep
i will whisper softly to the wind
i love you

II.
in the heart of your city
let me only be a street-side
tree decorating the gardens
of your home & i will
keep you cool as you work
and in the night as you sleep
i will sway with the wind’s whispering
i love you
lundi, 21e-août-2006 12:50 pm - Elusive
le papillon et la fleur
…don’t you just hate it
when you’re a writer, a poet, an author
                and ideas don’t hit you

you reach out,
                grasp at nothing.
and you hear them scrabbling away
                tiny clawed cretins
                at the back of your mind

slippery, ephemeral as anything.
mardi, 15e-août-2006 11:40 am - Identity
le papillon et la fleur
“What’s in a name?
That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”

I am me
I am my name

Twinkling eyes—two twins
Haughtily looking upon the world
Opening, closing, as if
Mourning the passing of Time
As it crawls swiftly by
Softly, silently, slyly

I think, therefore
I am what I want to be

A musician, sighing sweetly on strings
Neverending, while those who do not care
Gesture, grimace and giggle huddled in a corner.
lundi, 7e-août-2006 11:40 am - Drunken
archangel
…you are
my shining, shimmering drop of claret
                resplendent in the bloodiness of the vine
smooth taste, sweet and soothing bouquet
yet strong as a shot of vodka
                dizzying, shocking, straight-talking
scandalously underaged, drunk in love
in the crystallised, curvaceous flute
                the dark liquid swishing, swirling around, splashing
and the intoxicating aroma releasing,
asphyxiating, saccharine in the still air

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