Blogging · nature · poetry · Thoughts

The woodpecker…

  And the woodpecker pecked as woodpeckers do. Peck peck peck on the branches and the tree bark too. I wanted the woodpecker to fly far and away. Not that I don’t like its kind quite the opposite I would say! But I knew woodpeckers’ wings were just short of a plane… So I tied…… Continue reading The woodpecker…

Blogging · poetry · Thoughts

Drink…

  Drink, from my sanctuary cup. My cup of friendship, of understanding, of forgiveness. Drink, To the errors made. The mistakes you do, and the ones coming… Because you weren’t Aren’t, And won’t ever be perfect. But you’ll always be the best You can be. And that will always be fine by me.

Blogging · French · poetry

Micro poésie du vendredi…

  There’s nothing “micro” about this… And it is kind of cheating, since it is a comment I offered Brutus earlier. But still, it is French, so I guess it counts. My blog, my rules, right?   Je t’écrirais sur du papier de soie. Je t’écrirais sur des serviettes… Mais mon pauvre compte souffrirait vite…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Too late a letter…

  Dear you, I spent the afternoon with this very dear friend of yours, I know you know who I mean. Before this week, I hadn’t met with her in twenty five years, but it felt like we had parted just yesterday. I didn’t know her that well back then. Not anywhere near as much…… Continue reading Too late a letter…

Blogging · Fiction · poetry

Late evening monologue…

  I light a cigarette, fill my cup, tilt my head… I drink your silence, head spinning from the mystery. Your blurred lines forcing me to close my eyes for a moment. Speak softly, but don’t say too much… Men always end up lying anyway. Take care of the sun for me, will you? While…… Continue reading Late evening monologue…

Blogging · Me myself and I · Sharing · Thoughts

Meet Rhapsody…

This is a post I should have published Friday evening. To say the truth, I don’t know yet how to handle it, and how to put this up. I am a bit confused because I would look totally ungrateful if I didn’t react to a certain post, writen by a certain person. But on the…… Continue reading Meet Rhapsody…