I will find you
beyond the (white) walls
the stalls,
it must be the blue of the sky
or I can sniff the sea
like a smart dog I will find you (the sea)
Archives par mot-clé : blue
Sans parole/Wordless : blue/bleu
Somewhere between Nelson and Lisbon
Somewhere between Nelson and Lisbon via Auckland and Barcelona. Some articles are already online for the next few days, until the vagaries of the internet allow me to put something online and respond to comments. I have not thought about the form of the posts during this trip, just following theinspiration of the moment.
Poetically yours
I saw a blue shadow
I saw a blue shadow
arise out of indifference
from my past, from my ashes,
demanding to say everything
what she had in her womb
against all odds,
risking it all
on the edge of the flesh*
We would promise
the impossible and
winter would melt
in the colours of
ether
the softness of
the air
on the edge of the flesh
*posted for the first time in July 2018