photo : Nelson, marina
you write yourself one day at a time
you learn the language of the body
then it boils down to a shaking hand
but time passes
and you let go
what doesn’t matter
Archives par mot-clé : water
#3098 poetry
Getting caught up by the depth
of the water, the turmoil and
the rocks
or staying in the turquoise of
the quiet surface of things
#3069 poetry
in Marahau
The light was shining
through the bottom of the marshes
at all time of the day
Magical colours of
the curves
all around
#3017poetry
you will never know
what's in my dreams
even I
hardly know
the ghosts
that travel in my head
yet everything is there
that we don't see 
#3013poetry
I will not disturb the water
I will let the time pass
and make its own story
or follow the wind
I'll let myself go in
the rhythm of things
the coming and going
of the world