nature

1. gladys-lemire  le 27-08-2024 à 15:45:09  (site)

poeme

And far away in the domain,
Where are those we love,
The most beloved weeps for me, lost
From my death in the coming weeks;
The most beloved of my heart is saddened
And plunges her hands like flowers
Into the sources of her eyes of sorrow,
The beloved of my heart is saddened.

And far away in the domain,
The beloved has put on her skates,
Feeling herself in the heart of the ice,
And far towards me strives and tires;
The beloved clings to the stained glass windows
Of the chapel from which one sees far,
With bread, salt and rings,
My poor soul, she, who does not die.

And far away in the domain,
The beloved will no longer weep
The beautiful days of celebrations gone by,
To the family rings on her hands;
The beloved saw me as a saint
Promising an eternal Sunday
To childish and white souls,
And at the very bottom of a faraway domain.

2. gladys-lemire  le 27-08-2024 à 15:52:00  (site)

I promise to always be there for you
Through the good times and the bad
I will love you forever
And I will always cherish you like you deserve

So take my hand and come with me
To a future filled with happiness and love
We will be together forever
And nothing will ever be able to separate us.

3. BernardNowman  le 27-08-2024 à 15:52:03  (site)

magnifique article et poéme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour (l) à moi

1. gladys-lemire  le 26-08-2024 à 16:46:51  (site)

poème

Glory to the one who under the fire of existence
Gave meaning to life and its healthy pleasures
Far from the cold mist, witness to its deficiencies
Of its pseudo-powers, only one was his

Beyond the borders and their suffering soils
Where other souls are tainted with countless venoms
From this anthill reigns its hope
If the shadow of a sun stings it one fine morning

From these fertile mornings, life gave chance
To this dear stranger, ignorant of his destiny
Glory to poetry and glory to innocence
From this cry, the wandering soul found the way

2. BernardNowman  le 26-08-2024 à 17:19:00  (site)

magnifique article et poeme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma ptite femme always d'amour (l) à moi

1. gladys-lemire  le 25-08-2024 à 12:34:33  (site)

poem

An insignificant sky, without shape or color,
Spreads warmly over the roofs of the city;
I feel its feverish vapors emanating
An artificial charm and deceptive dreams.

I suffocate under the weight of the torments of summer,
I am bored in the midst of the noisy crowd,
I curse the sun, the blinding light,
The agitation, the world and the festivities.

I can no longer bear this day of heatwave
And while a banal twilight begins
Melancholically I think and I see again

The winding path which, through the brambles,
Ventures, gets lost and gently sinks
Into the damp and cool half-light of the undergrowth.

2. bernardnowman  le 25-08-2024 à 12:37:37  (site)

magnifique article et poéme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour (l) à moi

1. gladys-lemire  le 24-08-2024 à 15:33:31  (site)

ya très joli articl" me love

1. gladys-lemire  le 23-08-2024 à 15:33:03  (site)

poeme

poéme

Pour que le sang joyeux dompte l’esprit morose,
Il faut, tout parfumé du sel des goëmons,
Que le souffle atlantique emplisse tes poumons ;
Arvor t’offre ses caps que la mer blanche arrose.

L’ajonc fleurit et la bruyère est déjà rose.
La terre des vieux clans, des nains et des démons,
Ami, te garde encor, sur le granit des monts,
L’homme immobile auprès de l’immuable chose.

Viens. Partout tu verras, par les landes d’Arèz,
Monter vers le ciel morne, infrangible cyprès,
Le menhir sous lequel gît la cendre du Brave ;

Et l’Océan, qui roule en un lit d’algues d’or
Is la voluptueuse et la grande Occismor,
Bercera ton cour triste à son murmure grave.

2. BernardNowman  le 23-08-2024 à 15:35:06  (site)

magnifique article et poeme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour (l) à moi

3. gladys-lemire  le 23-08-2024 à 15:35:35  (site)

merci mon ti nhomme davoir poser pour moi
love you mon chouchounet damour to me