Poems by Mar Thieriot

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Walking gentle steps
On the wet grass
Without disturbing
The Beauty of the day

Sip of rain
Morning
Flooded
From the light

Become tree branches
Flower in the wind
Carp calm
In the alive waters

 

Far away

I handle
Step by step
Scented flowers
In Vases
sculpted by Elsa

Every week
The ritual is renewed
Bouquets and reunion
Empty the water
Cut the rods
Choose
New buttons
Marry the colors
Hunting Harmony

Every time
While we moved
With dexterity
The life of flowers
We’re getting ready
To their death
To our death

Elsa was smiling slowly
When she was teaching me
To Handle with slow
The bouquets of ikebana

In silence always
Cut
Choose
Dry
Throw sometimes
See burst
See Bloom
The Vertical Flower.

 

To the open boobs

Joy of fire offered
In share
Common words
Tender
Yet
they fly
From nowhere
We

We spoke to each other
With open hearts
The fresh night
Peaceful
Enchanting
Like a high moon
In a sky
Paved of stars

Without fear
Without jealousy
Without resentment
Then a long silence
Followed
Crossing the grey
From the grey

Back again
Towards
Our separated lives.

 

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