the night wind made
waves in the dark
but the troubled clouds
in the morning were swept away,
the encrusted storms
came back but
always come back
even the ancient ones
Archives par mot-clé : wind
Sometimes…*
SOMETIMES…
Sometimes it would be three o'clock
and we would stop somewhere
like a windowless cafe
with an old carpet that smells like a dog
dust would fill the air
and even the tea would be bad
then we would hit the road again
pedaling in the wind
a taste of blood in the mouth
mosquitoes on the teeth
memories would finally be tired
and we could go to bed
*first posted in March 2020, edited in March 2022
but the wind*
but the wind was gentle
hardly a wind
maybe a breeze
that tamed the sun
lengthened time
stretched, thickened,
behind my wings
*posted first in November 2020
haiku
to see by chance the
wind dishevelling the leaves
in the evening light
but the wind
but the wind was gentle
hardly a wind
maybe a breeze
that tamed the sun
lengthened time
stretched, thickened,
behind my wings