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SPRING DREAM poésie de DANIELLE BILODEAU, Canada

7 Février 2010, 18:07pm

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On the eve of my Birthday

I awoke in a vivid dream

A wonderous fairy garden where

A curly, blue haired unicorn

Came trotting, quickly, towards me.

 

She came and stopped beside me

I reached to stroke her neck.

She was warm silky soft,

The next thing I knew

I am upon her back!

 

Across the fields we were racing

I saw about the flowers strew.

Many kinds, colours, wonderful scents,

“This land is alive and

Finally, Spring has come through!”

 

Behind me is time that's past

I see the future come clearer;

A little patience I need

And my shiny little unicorn

Will help be my bearer.

 

“Believe in me, I am you!”

I heard her in my mind.

Then we parted for now,

Awaking in the morning knowing:

Love, family and friendship abound!


Danielle Bilodeau

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CAROUSEL, poésie d'AERONWY THOMAS. Tableau de CRISTIANE CAMPOS, Brézil

3 Février 2010, 17:14pm

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He streaks past

On his bucking mount

Pink mane waving

With wind force 10

A frenzied gallop

The bit between his teeth

As I stand mouth wide

Watching

From sidelines

Waiting for

The next revolution

The wooden horses

Flashing past

Until the roundabout

Slows to a stop

And I pay my dues

To join

The mad circle

                                                         - zebras, crocodiles

                                                            plastic ducks –

                                                          all brightly decked

 

Choose the vacated seat

Still warm

Stroke the fuchsia cords

Of my steed

And settle for

The gentle rocking

At the mechanical

Turn of the wheel

Watching in my turn

The admiring upturned faces

Of the throng below

At every round

Oohing and aahing

Under the fairground

Lights – the music

And the fanfare

Of a hot August

Night –

Impatient

To take on the wild

Menagerie

As it grinds to the halt

The riders jolt

To a stop.

 

AERONWY THOMAS

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