Micro poésie du vendredi…
M’eus-tu eue, tu ne m’aurais pas voulue. Pas plus que les autres avant toi. Mais j’ai de la chance, cette fois. Jamais tu ne m’auras Donc, toi, tu me voudras pour toujours… Toujours… Enfin!
Category: Thoughts
She might not lay golden eggs, but…
via Daily Prompt: Pursue I was thinking about today’s Daily Prompt theme, and I wondered what it was, that I pursued… I think we all pursue happiness, that’s a pretty unanimous yes. But what more am I working to achieve? Well, there is one thing. See, I’ve been “not rich” for many years now.…… Continue reading She might not lay golden eggs, but…
Epiphany…
It’s one of my favorite words in French. Épiphanie. Almost the same as in English, but not quite… And I still prefer words like lullaby, in English. But that’s not the point. It was early when Miss Freja decided to go toe hunting this morning. She still has her claws, and I got a very clear reminder…… Continue reading Epiphany…
I love you…
Isn’t it funny how three simple letters, can sometimes change the course of your life? Just try to imagine what could’ve been, would’ve been, had you said “I love you too…” instead of “I love you, but…”
Twerk!
Really, Cyranny? You said “twerk”?? Oh yeah! Because I just twerked against my will for fifteen minutes in the subway. I never would have thought metro rails could be so bumpy! Not a pretty sight, let me tell you that! I’d like to publicly appologize to all the other passengers, especially those who had…… Continue reading Twerk!
My.head.is.going.to.explode!
Ugh. “Proves you have one” right? Well, I’m 39 years old, I know that I have a head, thank you very much! I don’t remember mentionning it in the Cove, but for the last 15 years or so (I’m not actually keeping track, it is not something I like to celebrate) I suffered, and…… Continue reading My.head.is.going.to.explode!
Grey.
It’s probably just the everlasting grey skies…
Temporary
via Daily Prompt: Temporary People come and go… Trees grow leaves that eventually fall and die. Rivers run dry. Flowers fade and food goes bad…. Everything is temporary… Except maybe mountains, and words… Just maybe.
Déjà…
Il y a un an, déjà… Je me réveille… Avant la sonnerie du réveil matin. Je me réveille, encore, au Danemark. Mais cette fois-ci, je me réveille dans ta ville. Je ne suis qu’à quelques dizaines de minutes de chez toi, qu’à quelques heures de te rencontrer… Le soleil est déjà haut dans le…… Continue reading Déjà…
Bitter…
via Daily Prompt: Bitter Yes, I can, in times be bitter. But even rhubarb can win hearts when dipped in sugar… So keep your sweet talk coming… Honey.
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