Nothing to declare
at the borders of the world
little luggage
I travel light
some fresh air
will do me right
nothing to declare
Archives par mot-clé : blue
noisy sea
the sea is noisy
but from another time
here it is enlarging the space of my thoughts turned upside down,
here it is, soothing, organising them
according to their individual importance
they will ground in the dying waves with only a few words left, but ordered in rattling syllables. but the wind
but the wind was gentle
hardly a wind
maybe a breeze
that tamed the sun
lengthened time
stretched, thickened,
behind my wings
in another life
In another life
the sun will be shining
but moments of shadow (that's for sure)
with all shades of blue
but it might be green Curriculum Vitae
trying to fit my life into a CV, one or two pages , is not enough, or maybe way too long, a sentence or two would do as well: I was born, I have learned, loved, changed, written, things like that, in a kind of blur, one or two sentences would do as well.