If I was in my right mind
I would have tell you my love
Crumbling under and behind
My eyes, eternity of desert which strove.
There was too much too tell
For pages of a book,
And not enough words to yell
Like the source of a forest's brook.
On my shoulders, my duty was as biding as ivy,
But between its leaves of spades this was jewellry,
Fortunatly, my will was heavy-duty
And in my heart was blooming flowers of poetry.
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11/07/2022
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Little flowers of my poetry
PoetryJe voulais me renouveler, j'avais envie de composer en anglais. Ainsi naissent ces petites poésies, simples, libres, sans prétention, folles et humbles comme les fleurs des champs.
