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10 septembre 2014 3 10 /09 /septembre /2014 11:05

 

                                                  Khói mây...

                                            Tiếng con gà gáy

                                           Tiếng nước reo ngày

 

 

 

    rưng rưng trên tay                                                niềm vui trên tay 

    nhành chua me đất-                                              hái từ thảm lá -

    trống trường đâu đây ...                                        giấc mơ đây này !

 

 

                                             lành lạnh sương mai

                                                giấu trong vạt áo

                                              thơ mình thơ ai ...

                                           

                                            

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6 septembre 2014 6 06 /09 /septembre /2014 23:59

 

                                      marché en Septembre

                                      le même bonheur -

                                      sacrées tomates !

 

                                                    *

 

                                  en promo queue de lotte

                                   chez Paon Poissonerie

                                     une queue de monde

 

                                                    *

 

                                      l'odeur du melons

                                l'odeur de pêches mûres

                                   l'odeur de fruits rouges

 

                                                     *

 

                                         carré du Curé

                                   dans le tas du fromages

                                         ...  manqué

 

                                                     *

 

                                                tressé

                                                croissé

                                   l'homme de veilles chaises

 

                                                     *

 

                                        poulet en broche

                                      gallettes de sarrasin

                                         à Dieu le régime !

 

                                                      *

 

                                         derrière le camion

                                       les Rocaboys fumment

                                                les clopes

 

                                                      *

 

                                         traversant l'église

                                         mon ombre tourne

                                               contre moi

 

                                                        *

 

                                         douze coups de midi

                                          à l'ombre , je gare

                                            de liquidambars

 

                                                         *

                                              ah ! d'être mère

                                               pas si simple

                                                    parfois

                                                         *

                                      



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3 septembre 2014 3 03 /09 /septembre /2014 09:12

 

 

                                Nỗi ta cộng với nỗi mình

                      Ngọt bùi chia nửa một mình đắng cay .

 

                               Xuân trôi trên suối tóc dày

                     Còn trong mưa gió hương nhài lặng yên .

 

                               Nỗi buồn cộng với nỗi điên

                     Sông thơ sóng nhạc triền miên tháng ngày .

 

                               Đổi vui lấy mấy lần say

                     Để tan cho hết đọa đày sắc hoa .

 

                               Cái người cộng với cái ta

                      Ơ kìa bóng Nguyệt ngân nga đêm rằm !

 

                               Ta đem tháng cộng với năm

                       Để nghìn có lẻ mình trong nỗi mình .

 

                                                    3 - 8 - 2014

                     

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28 août 2014 4 28 /08 /août /2014 08:30

 

 

                                

                                              Đêm tháng Tám

                                       Chuyện giăng chuyện cuội ...

                                             Vằng vặc ánh trăng

 

                                                           *

 

                                              Mưa tháng Bảy âm

                                               Tiếng con Cu gáy

                                           ngân vang cung trầm

 

                                                           *

 

                                             Vòm trời thẳm xanh

                                             Giấc chuồn voi biếc

                                             Rơi rơi cánh hồng

 

                                                          *

 

                                              Mê mẩn giấc nồng

                                               Một bầy ếch nhái

                                              ca dưới mưa giông

 

                                                          *

 

                                               Một con ruồi đen

                                              chết trên bàn phím

                                             ... trò chơi ghép vần

 

                                                           *

 

                                               Chè Nhân trần

                                             Thơ tình một thuở

                                              Đâu rồi tri âm ?

                                                   

                                                          

 

                                             

                                            

                                         

 

                                 

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23 août 2014 6 23 /08 /août /2014 21:31

 

                                             rentrant du marché

                                           les tomates anciennes

                                                  plein le cabas

 

                                                           *

 

                                                une Amoureuse*

                                         avec une longue baguette

                                                  dans ses bras

                                                           

                                                            *

 

                                                      un chien

                                         entre des pattes d'hommes

                                                ... rue des roses

 

                                                             *

 

                                                  quelques notes

                                          blanches  dans les haies

                                             chantent les tourterelles

 

                                                             *

 

                                                ça sent l'Automne -

                                          une groupe d'hirondelles

                                              percent le fil téléphonique

 

                                                              *

 

                                                   coupant les tiges

                                                de potimarrons , ah !

                                                   le grand plaisir

 

                                                              *

 

                                                   sans frontière

                                                 mes mots s'évadent

                                                 d'un nuage à l'autre

 

                                                              *

 

                                                     dans mon rêve

                                               les grenouille coassent

                                                        pluie d'été

 

 

                                                                *

 

                                                         mon Dieu !

                                                     mon visage ridé

                                                      dans l'eau vive

 

                                                                 *

 

                                             " sensuellement votre !"

                                                aihku d'un moustique

                                                       sur mon sein

 

 

 

* Amoureuse  :  le nom de bouteille de Coca .

                                   

 



                                           

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13 août 2014 3 13 /08 /août /2014 10:00

                     " C'est pas l'homme qui prend la mer

                        C'est la mer qui prend l'homme ..."

                                                                      J.R

 

 

                               -------------------------------------------

 

 

                                                     reculant

                                             de fleurs d'hibiscus

                                            un bourdon saupoudré

 

                                                            *

 

                                                    programmé -

                                                  la lune pianote

                                                 la lave - vaisselles

 

                                                              *

 

                                                  fleurs de bignone

                                               je préfère les laisser

                                           dans les photos de voyages

 

                                                               *

 

                                                  double - vitrages -

                                                      écho de pluie

                                                    au creux de toit

 

                                                                *

 

                                                     l'abeille se noie

                                               dans la bassine du miel -

                                                 PLEINE LUNE D'AOÜTE

 

                                                                  *

 

                                                    j'ouvre la fenêtre -

                                            les feuilles de vigne-vierge

                                                         rougissant


                                              

                                            


                                           

 

                                      

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7 août 2014 4 07 /08 /août /2014 10:04

 

                                               pas encor vu

                                                 déjà passé

                                               adieu Venise !

 

                                                          *

                                          

                                             les rizières verdissent

                                                  quelle hauter

                                             le coq du clocher !

 

                                                          *

 

                                                     lecture -

                                             la pompe de piscine

                                                    me berce

 

                                                           *

 

                                                       sieste -

                                                 entre deux pages

                                                       mon nez

 

                                                            *

 

                                               débordant les paniers

                                       de groseilles - manque de pots

                                                          vides

 

                                                              *

 

                                                 fritures d'ablettes

                                                 c'est aussi simple

                                                    comme l'été

 

                                                              *

 

                                               jardin de grand- père

                                             les pommes de moison

                                                   non calibrées

 

                                                             *

 

                                                  dans ce si petits

                                             que de grands boheurs -

                                                  macarons italiens

 

                                                             *


                                                       

                                             

                                              

                                                 

                                                    

 



                                     

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6 août 2014 3 06 /08 /août /2014 10:29

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30 juillet 2014 3 30 /07 /juillet /2014 11:39

 

    Un fil de lune

    posé sur les lignes éléctriques .

    L'aube roucoulante .

   

                                                           *

 

                                                                Sautillant

                                                                de tois en toits

                                                                le soleil de Juillet

 

                                                             *

    Autoroute brumeuse.

   La queue de p- lourds

           à la treine

                                                             *

 

                                                                  " You are welcome !"

                                                                            40 euros - (1)

                                                                   le pare-brise rougit 

 

                                                             *

  Les paneaux verts !

  Il falait pas se tromper

  avec les bleus (2 )

 

                                                             *

 

                                                                         3 francs (3 ) le càfé

                                                                         1 franc pour la pisse

                                                             ... une collection de " vouchers " !

 

                                                              *

 

  sans vaches dans les prés

     les paneaux solaires

             gris gris

 

                                                              *

 

                                                                        roulant gratuit -

                                                                        dans mon rétroviseur

                                                                        un Alfa - Roméo

 

                                                               *

    une photo

    sudden le queue

    disparait

 

                                                              *

 

                                                                       chantier de Juillet

                                                                            les traffics

                                                                          en accordéon

 

                                                              *

 

                                               

                                               devant le camion

                                            un escargot b(r)aveux

                                                    zigzagué

                                                  

 

                                                       

                                                           *

 

 

 

 

   D. sanwicherie

  les tranches de salami

  débordant le pavé

 

                                                              *

 

                                                                        Bidonville paumé.

                                                                        Un bout de ciel bleu

                                                                        entre deux blocs de béton

 

                                                              *

 

   long tunnel

  la lumière du plafond

  coupant l'obscure

 

                                                              *

 

                                                                  de moins en moins de p-lourds

                                                                  " See you again !" - " maybe "

                                                                                   130 limité

 

                                                             *

 

  passe les frontières

  un oiseau de fer

  et puis d'autre

 

                                                             *

 

                                                                  un peu de neige

                                                                  sur les crêtes des montagnes

                                                                  - paysages autrichien

 

                                                              *

sortir du tunnel

pour rentrer dans les autres

... alors , ça paye !

 

                                                              *

 

                                                                    des champs de maïs

                                                                    me ramene à la ville

                                                                     ...  polenta , quoi !

 

                                                            *

 

   La ville verte !

     Les fleurs

    sont rares .

 

                                                             *

 

                                                                   marché tous les jours

                                                                   ah! le bonheur

                                                                   des fruits et des salades ...

 

                                                             *

 

  poulet , boeuf , porc

  pas plus chers que les légumes

 - l'actuellité du jour

 

                                                               *

 

                                                                       peu de buses , ni le métro-

                                                                       train , train , les petits trains

                                                                                  électriques

 

                                                               *

 

  Place d'église .

  Dans les baquettes

  le parfum du Monde

 

                                                               *

 

                                                                        un pigéon

                                                                     picore un brocoli

                                                                     d'un tas de légumes fannés

 

                                                               *

 

Marché terminé .

de poulles en poubelles

Une bande de fouilleurs

 

 

                                                          ***

 

    ( 1) - prix de la vignette pour l'autoroute en Suisse .

    ( 2) - les couleurs des paneaux routiers en Swisse sont à l'envers que la France et autres pays .

    (3 ) - money Swisse

   

                                                                   

 

                                                                   

                                                                          

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22 juillet 2014 2 22 /07 /juillet /2014 09:07

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