All posts by Gael GERARD

She walks in broad daylight

 She walks in broad daylight
 ductile logorrhea
 patte duveteuse
 and boiling skin
 she shades the asphalt
 of his Arc distaff .

 Enemy of perfections
 the kiss of the visitors
 blackens the frame of his door
 overwhelming cave
 où trône le Dieu
 that his profile entices .

 Termination of an infrangible substance
 she climbs meditating the hill to the three gallows
 hesitant aspect of the customs of the mind
 she hands over the lovers' saber
 in the fields of the Untouchables
 fast
 sooty
 shadow of nothingness .



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The truth at the resort

 Can't bear
to be on holiday from the Truth
I try
in front of a life of mine
not to profane
les tendres and savvy
manes of the song of darkness .

I dive and rummage
the magnificence of the cathedral night .

I accompany the sheaves of earth and blood
squirting out of the trenches .

I filter and let pass
the heavy thoughts of hope .

I snatch from death what was not born
and raises at the stake of circumstances
the large rosettes of light .

Ombre
Progressive blindness
Gradually I burst
and strewn with a myriad of fragments
the enigma of the days to come
ultimate glare of a twilight
on the eve of a last visit .

outstretched hands
I implore the vast sky
and fertilize our land
ultimate impulse to come back to oneself
eternal return of the fabulous pig
towards the source where to be silent .



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mystery of the verb

 A contrario of the mystery of the verb
There would be the illumination of a spiritual sun
Spread of impulsive data
Restored splendor of desire
Without the sentence degrading .

Mine is the task
At the unexpected passage of darkness
Eclipse of a first vision
The enigma intervenes
Without negligence making law .

Fort of light
The dark stained glass reveals its reverse side
Martyrdom before the door of the angels
Bury the treasures of belonging
The transcendence of the final point swells .



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Consciousness of being cherry

 Awareness of being cherry   
 To suffer from so much conscience   
 Smile from core to pulp   
 Give me the soul   
 radiant love   
 Coming out of this downfall   
 Sometimes suffering   
 In illusion of so many absences   
 Coagulated in the mirliton of afflictions   
 In redemption for a humiliated sadness   
 Then live forever   
 Cork oak, birth of scented skins   
 sweating   
 Traces of petrified lava   
 In the sun that pours the night   
 At the very heart of beauty   
 Meet the Soft Grass Country Bear   
 Then disappear  
 The sound part propagated in epilogue   
 Through the filter of silence .   



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wandering thought of a down to earth force

 wandering thought
down-to-earth strength
precipitating the imperceptible
of the action carried out .

Revolt of the fundamental
to make man stronger ,
leap of evolution ,
right perception of love peak .

Open the basins of the mind ,
break the illusion ,
crack the outline of our desires ,
paroxysm of morals .

No more transmission of things said ,
we are marching towards the full era ,
scouring the shore of ebbing seas ,
in the footsteps of the builders .


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to not get attached

 


To not get attached
a vibration
dance the fire
open arms
silence for transmission
every heartbeat exchanged
to discover science and beauty
closing your eyes
these images that assail us
without fully understanding
struck internally
fascinated
encumbered
liberated thought
in stages
feel the presence
discard the false
sans abstraction
without fear
without question
vigorously
depending on the circumstances
devote oneself to study
feed on bread and water
open joy
in entirety
remove barriers
by developed waves
without fragmentation from curvature
the sense of good entrusted to all
in conversation with one
of quest and sign with the other
get us off the ground
in action
by wonder
speak
in privacy
accept the obvious
such a laugh
leave
don't be interesting
to be poor in self-sacrifice
be the me and you
be the breath
be the feather entering through the window .


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the one who passed

 The one who passed   
of her rosy steps
under the wisteria .

From his Gospel
hanging fiber bookmarks ,
injury to the little finger .

The trodden gravel
cleared his throat water lily
a few drops of nectar .

Did she enjoy
to open your taste buds
out of our hives ?

Will she be hatched ,
this sadness ,
against the nostalgia of our thoughts ?

What is it about ?
does life have a meaning ?
can logic flourish ?

Somehow
we were invited
to break the bars of our cages .


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Tears, alarm, in arms

 Tears
 soul violin
 waiting for knowledge .

 Alarm 
 against the one who lies
 this bit of seed .

 In arms 
 poured into this century
 stupid diktat .

 Tears 
 looking at the camera
 the tree is shaking .

 Alarm
 point revenge
 just the distance .

 In arms
 fundamentally cold
 deposited on the threshold .

 Tears 
 due to lack of heat
 a jelly on the ground .

 Alarm
 without that behind the hill 
 mount the officiants .

 In arms
 pass the mine train
 that the bikes follow .

 Tears
 in front of the mausoleum
 bloom the outdated years .

 Alarm
 without light or music
 flap the banners .

 In arms
 the chuckled epilogue
 turns into a mystery .

 Tears
 of a birth without wrinkles
 turns the Ferris Wheel.

 Alarm
 return to the land of the dead
 green herbs in open hand .

 In arms
 the eye slices the umbilicus
 with a virginal gaze.

 Tears
 already fat
 lowering of the eyelids .

 Alarm
 sooty flaming grasses
 death silver bubbles .

 In arms
 the dream of a funeral
 without moonlight .

 Tears
 scattered rubble
 under our leaden steps .

 Alarm
 early entry
 with logo cap .

 In arms
 girded with a wide belt
 go down the slope .

 Tears
 in the sun paradise
 the words collide .

 Alarm 
 sans repentance
 in the hollow of the white lands .

 In arms
 at the edge of the hole
 shovel this windfall .


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chatter of words in impertinence

 Jacassery of words in impertinence
to the ripe fruit of mutation
the modern parenthesis closes
then opens the step named.

From isthmuses to lagoons to the hollow sea
the kidneys of the dreamlike
sapience of a rationality
fallen into disuse .

Of God speaking by avoidance
brutalize what requires
senses and passions reflecting the chatter
to praise sensible reason .

Straw for the villains
without writing without speech
exemplary in perspective
the mule crosses the ford.

The imaginary and the sacred
take detours
in perversion the impulses swarm
capillarize the social body.

Follow the downward path
in the sacramental sporting events
at the enchanted zeniths
transcended materialism.

Organize the facts of reliance
in the odyssey of empathy
sans quantification
these forms better .

Ritualized by volunteering
in generosity
collective emotions
trigger liturgical paces .

Piano music with enchanting woodpeckers
the visible big of the invisible
recalls by digression
the deep sound of discernment .

Harmonious Growth of Monasteries
the great paradoxical silence
to the sound of protruding roots
renew the waters of youth.

At odds these two companies
the redundant official
and the unofficial pass-wall
out of step with unexpected intuitions.

To purge oneself of illusory words
sit down to find your words
the verb to carry
palliate the trivialized incantation.

words and things
relevance
the truth
fertilizing matrix
of the manifested paradigm
shaking
of poetry and mysticism mixed
the whole being .

The Mute of the Mystery
discovered
communion of silences
spread wings
in the compatible azure
this aspiration to be happy
in tender wandering
just the moment of our life .


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early prairie asphodel

 Early prairie asphodel
at the pace of a white horse
I dawdle and sign the wind
ancestors the breath .

Spring snow at the semaphore supply
the eponymous slide arises
to Caravaggio of afflictions
the momentum of silence .

Finely chiselled by the hunters horn
the grass bends
in the corridor of shiny rocks
the Spirit takes a dance step .

By the stream the white tent
through days and nights
pass the memory bird
hailing empty-voiced bear .

My hand on your bare shoulder
solar fleece late son
you handled the dague terminale
on the egg to be fertilized .

For in fullness
cut off from your back
reborn alone
le regard intact .

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