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if I were, poetic journal

#4181 if I were… a garden

10 décembre 2025 Sylvie Ge 2 commentaires

photo: a garden as I love them, Pohara, Golden Bay

if I were a garden

I would be of stones and wild grass

I would not change

with the seasons

I would host a bench

where prayers would be murmured,

or words and wishes

and also lovers’ oaths

#4084 if I were… a path

11 mars 2024 Sylvie Ge 2 commentaires

photo: a path leading to Ligar Bay, considered as one of the very beautiful beaches of Golden Bay

if I were a path

I would lead to the beach

all year round

but especially in summer

I would spy on the children

I would like their games

and then the confidences

of the older ones

whispered, sneered at,

I would listen to them

and protect them

#4054 if I were…. the wind

11 décembre 2023 Sylvie Ge Un commentaire

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

#3083 if I were… a path

26 mai 2023 Sylvie Ge 5 commentaires

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

17 mai 2023 Sylvie Ge Un commentaire

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

My poetic journey through words and image/ Mon journal poetique a travers les mots et les images