Now, when I travel downtown, always have a thought for you, and I try to see the usual through different eyes… To catch things that I don’t notice anymore, and that can be of some interest for you… Maybe, just maybe, if I get to show you the best of Montréal, you might actually end…… Continue reading If you came to Montréal… (4)
I am still confused… About WP that is. I am willing to do pretty much anything it’d take to get back my “reblog” buttons, but feedback has been minimal. Being hot and naked always works for me. Just give it some time! That’s the only advice I got. I didn’t see exactly how that should…… Continue reading Hot and naked…
Yes, that is chewing gum on a plant’s leaf. I rest my case!
Yesterday, the weather was beautiful, chéri was at work and I thought I’d go for a walk downtown and bring you along. I had to go pick up my Montréal World Film Festival passport, so I packed up my bag and left home without looking back. This is a must if you want to get…… Continue reading If you came to Montréal… (3)
Yeux brillants Les tiens, les miens Dans un magasin de bonbons, deux enfants… Le jaune des voitures Jeux de gamins Une journée sans rature… Une friandise Cueillie au creux de ta main Minute précieuse que je mémorise… Yeux brillants Les miens, les tiens Yeux de mômes qui brillent ensemble l’espace d’un…… Continue reading Souvenirs…
She had gathered all her witchy-wichcraft precious items and had gone for a long walk in the dark woods… Seeking the perfect emplacement to implore the moon. She set up the magic stones, burned some patchouly incense while dancing in the soft moon beams… Chanting incantations, in a strange language she had learned in her…… Continue reading I put a spell on you…
Walking away from the office, just barely out of the building. There she is, looking as if she was waiting for me, waiting to walk me home. Dear old friend, always ready for a talk, especially at this time of the month, when her majesty is at its peak. Hi there! Did you have a…… Continue reading Uncatchable beauty…
A walk under the August’s almost full moon… Mother Nature chose the color of your lips to paint the sky tonight! I giggled. My easy response to your blunt compliments… We kept walking on the sidewalk, side by side, as we were meant to be… You’re the best tongue twister I’ve known… I whispered,…… Continue reading Under the almost full moon…
Une pensée pour le vol des bernaches, annonçant la venue de l’automne… la venue des soirées monotones, Messagers qui à rien ne s’attachent. Une pensée pour le vol des bernaches, qui partiront bientôt vers le Sud… Là-bas, où l’hiver est moins rude, Au soleil, de qui beaucoup s’amourachent. Une pensée pour le…… Continue reading Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Often people would say, Oh, butterflies remind me of you… or, Every time I watch the sun set, I think of you! But she didn’t need reminders… Because you don’t have to remember what sticks to your very mind…
Cyranny's Cove 