photo : New Brighton, la détermination du goéland
sometimes there was nothing
Not even a tomorrow
Time, yes or rather seconds
going one way or the other
but if we would concentrate
time would finally pass
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#4192 poetry
photo: New Brighton, reserve, pukeko or Australasian swamphen
We were afraid of everything
but were moving forward notheless
Against all odds
it would be necessary, however, one day
to go back to ourselves
to update the part
of our shadow and our light.
#4090 poetry
photo: between Nelson and Auckland, between heaven and earth
we imagined a place, a refuge, a moor,
where we would walk barefoot
where the wildest thoughts
would soften a little and
where we would astonish the clouds
with asilence between the two of us