Samples of blueThe vastness – Dying of mortal blue And of salt and dew.Samples of blue
The whale yawns – A sullen blue flies out Under sinking clouds.
Rain in a solid sky – Tears of black blue Flowing through.
Gravity vanquishes – Despair floats amidst Hope-deserted blue.
Blue stretches upon The horizon Daubed with emptiness.
Wasted Wordless cries of blue – Sunshine onto waves and wind.
Silence – Void – The faceless ocean.
The PlaceIN the town of Lankton’s telephone directory, you could find, under the “Senior Residences” label and among the numerous “Houses of Happiness”, “Daisy Fields Villas”, “Forget-me-not Palaces” and other whatnot, an entry identified as “The Place”. Even though it was printed in the same, standard black-on-yellow font as the other names, the Place’s minimalistic appellation somehow managed to get it unnoticed between the “Paradise of the Gold Age” and the “Pond Lily Estates”. It took a good memory and will, not to mention luck, to remember the existence of that ratherThe Place
ToursL’enfant est assis sur le plancher. Autour de lui s’égarent des cubes, une ceinture de blocs aux couleurs attirantes éparpillés sans plus d’ordre que les astres dans le noir. Deux fleuves déferlent sur lui : la lumière heureuse du jour, qui pénètre par les vitres invitantes, et le regard tendre, protecteur et fier d’une mère qui, à deux pas de là, veille.Tours
L’enfant empile les cubes. Petit à petit, une tour se construit. Vers le haut, vers la voûte, loin de la terre et de la mer, la tour multicolore conquiert le ciel de la maison confortable. Les
Le chateauAu-delà des collines, des hameaux hardis Trône le vieux château des seigneurs du pays De ronce enseveli, caché dans les taillis Aux mystères anciens chantant l'hymne interdit.Le chateau
Ses murs sont érodés ; ses murmures rongés Par le temps terrifiant de sept siècles sanglants Des corps sanguinolents, des cors, des drapeaux blancs Des assauts, des épées, des cris des assiégés.
Ne reste à l'abandon que l'écho des histoires Des fantômes vaincus, des récits de victoires Des pères et des m
The day the leopards diedAlarm clock - check! The city humdrum - check! The noisy guy upstairs - check! The sound of running water - check! The angry woman on the phone - check! The furtive cat legions, stray, spoiled - check! The wars on TV, clamorous, onerous, futile - check! The shadowy stalkers returning to their hideouts - check! The mother, worrying about offspring whereabouts - check! The birds - a farrago of doves, gulls, sparrows, crows - check! The dogs - spaniels, Great Danes, retrievers, pomeranians - check! The plumber, wanting money for that job he never completed - check!The day the leopards died
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P.S. Sorry for my late reply
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but thank for the fav on crystal sunset. I never expected the reaction it got. I am overwhelmed and overjoyed.
So many people made this possible.
YOU were one
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