if I were the wind
I would live on the coast
I would invent waves
surging
on the hot sand
I would sculpt the dunes
I would lean the trees
people would love me in summer
and would hate me in winter
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2099 If I were….. a painter*
I would tell the water
its movements
its blues and the sand
then the shadows of the clouds
riding on its back
then the morning light
and the afternoon's
then I would start again
*first posted in October 2022, edited in October 2023
#2099 si j’etais…. peintre*
je raconterais l’eau
ses mouvements
son bleu et le sable
l’ombre des nuages
passant sur son dos
puis la lumière du matin
et de l’après-midi
puis je recommencerais
*d’abord mis en ligne en octobre 2022
#3083 if I were… a path
If I were a path I would be dirt
I would push through deep into the forest
I would never have everyone at once and
my guests would come only one at a time
#3079 if I were… a tree
photo : Pohara
If I were a tree
I’d be alone and cling to the rock
I would follow the wind
in a zany dance
I would delight in infinite soliloquies
then at nightfall
my leaves would rustle
inn the crash of the tide