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21 octobre 2018

THE PLUNGE

THE PLUNGE
We are by the sea Close to the old port. Not far from the teenagers are having fun, In the Rocks They are screaming. This throws challenges. I’m sitting on my towel, the sand is hot. It is noon. The sun’s at its zenith, tap. The sky as the sea are in...
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20 octobre 2018

MAKE A LOVE

Once again, As always, A new experience. The discovery of his body, New places. I’m still in the exploration... Searching for new meaning, Or sensation. That she might have. Pleasure assured. I’m not trying to abuse her. I take all his love. 'Cause she...
19 octobre 2018

PROBLEM OF OVERWEIGHT

PROBLEM OF OVERWEIGHT
I like to eat, Eat me up. Of a sweet thing, Or salty. I enjoy my meal. The problem is, that’s not the point, To enjoy yourself while eating; But simply the purpose of this feeding, Normally. It is frustrating. The higher the dosage of my medication The...
18 octobre 2018

OUT MY WINDOW

At my window, The balcony, From my studio. Out at night begins to fall. It’s a little chilly outside. The lights in front of my building, These are on right now. A little wind in the branches, High of the three birches Bruient. I love the lights of this...
17 octobre 2018

ETC...

What to do? What to think? What to imagine? "Embroider"? Just a reflection of a reality. I am improvising, I repeat Otherwise Once again, One more piece of paper Daily series That I respect Today, nothing Nothing I’m in a day without... sorry, Today,...
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16 octobre 2018

CELINE

CELINE
Memory of youth. Love far away... Which remains, And will remain. Souvenir of a ring purchased, At the boutique "Puchinella" in La Madeleine in Paris, That I was given to him. Perhaps, a caress of tenderness alone. Platonic love. Like a father to his...
15 octobre 2018

DON'T FORGET ME

DON'T FORGET ME
Tomorrow will be another day. But you’ll always be in my thoughts Henri, One of my two grandfathers was... A long time ago, That he passed away. But I still think about him. What he had to go through From what he gave me, Left me. He has lived through......
14 octobre 2018

SEAN THE IRISH

SEAN THE IRISH
In the city of Cork Not in the center of town. But in a northern neighborhood. In one of the streets Sean walks. A slight drizzle falls. We are in the spring. There’s a lot of sun. He’s taking a right. He’s headed for his favorite pub. It’s the end of...
13 octobre 2018

PARAPHRASE???

I don’t know what to do anymore, What to say... This has been going on for several days. So, I’m writing... Waiting for the idea, Or inspiration. What to do? I want to create something original... Or interesting. Writing all the time, Uses. It’s complicated...
12 octobre 2018

DAY TO DAY

Anyway, Nothing to do. Everything to create. All to be done. Just imagine it Before you apply it, On the paper, Or the computer screen. New "Digital Painting", New writing. Choice of words. Or a picture of it. To make an interpretation of it. It’s a reinterpretation....
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