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Escape
I wait for a tomorrow
Filled with summer.
I feed my thoughts
But this is no sad interim.
My eyes are impatient
For the frost to melt
To be contracted anew,
The blunt force allayed.
But the sharpness shrinks,
When the fullness of winter
Is renewed daily,
Until the view becomes clear.
And dullness reminds me
That I escaped.
(Inspired by Sonnet 56)
Filled with summer.
I feed my thoughts
But this is no sad interim.
My eyes are impatient
For the frost to melt
To be contracted anew,
The blunt force allayed.
But the sharpness shrinks,
When the fullness of winter
Is renewed daily,
Until the view becomes clear.
And dullness reminds me
That I escaped.
(Inspired by Sonnet 56)
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La brume viendra dans sa robe blanche
Y'aura des feuilles partout
Couchées sur les cailloux
Octobre tiendra sa revanche
Le soleil sortira à peine
Nos corps se cacheront sous des bouts de laine
Perdue dans tes foulards
Tu croiseras le soir
Octobre endormi aux fontaines
Il y aura certainement
Sur les tables en fer blanc
Quelques vases vides et qui traînent
Et des nuages pris aux antennes
Je t'offrirai des fleurs
Et des nappes en couleurs
Pour ne pas qu'octobre nous prenne
On ira tout en haut des collines
Regarder tout ce qu'octobre illumine
Mes mains sur tes cheveux
Des écharpes pour deux
Devant le monde qui s'incline
Certainement appuyés sur des bancs
Il y aura quelques hommes qui se souviennent
Et des nuages pris sur les antennes
Je t'offrirai des fleurs
Et des nappes en couleurs
Pour ne pas qu'octobre nous prenne
Et sans doute on verra apparaître
Quelques dessins sur la buée des fenêtres
Vous, vous jouerez dehors
Comme les enfants du nord
Octobre restera peut-être
Vous, vous jouerez dehors
Comme les enfants du nord
Octobre restera peut-être....
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qDGJqOfI14
Rachel J Bowler has replied to BoroWish you a peaceful week!
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