Let’s entangle our paths where necessary for us to meet, possibly at the crossroads of the seasons, unpredictable, I might add, besides I am satisfied with little: colours, shadows, words, voices, sounds and no, wait a minute, it is a lot.
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#3057 if I were… a painter*
I would invent the snow, with whites and blues, some grays and shadows. Then I would be tired. I would rest for a while in the eyes of the light and would stay silent before closing my eyes.
*d’abord mis en ligne en mars 2023
#4070poetry
Photo: The Matai River in Nelson at low tide, bath time.
I’ll sleep the heaviness of the day/
Dreaming of water/
I’ll walk slowly/
In the Shadows/
I will put my days back together/
while following the seasons/
But the words will remain/
#4027 poetry
Let’s entangle our paths where necessary for us to meet, possibly at the crossroads of the seasons, unpredictable, I might add, besides I am satisfied with little: colours, shadows, words, voices, sounds and it’s almost too much.
#poetry*
we would be holding hands
before the shadows of the earth
or the threat of water
and even the pain
it was on the knee?
or in the heart?
we did not remember but
we were holding hands
and watching
over there
where the pages were filled with
carbon and history
while holding hands.
*first posted in 2020, edited in June 2023