Ailes Poems - Poems about Ailes

...On the hives in color, On the summer clothes, On the tables and fruit, I’m looking for it, In the knotted buns, On the wings of birds, On the wings of hurricanes, I’m looking for it, On t......Read the rest...

...Õ! Mon desert ! Mon trésor La source de ma joie toi le Maroc La rose qui répand l'audeur et le parfum des fidèles Quand je mets mon pied sur le sol Je ressens que mon corps s'élève au dessus ......Read the rest...

...À la mesure petites phrases ici et là écrites au milieu de la nuit évincées froissées rejetées insignifiantes fades reflets disqualifiés jamais à la mesure des émotions de mon ardeur......Read the rest...

...when they saw that his labors were in vain they sought to elimanate violence and mean spirtness they looked to their presit for counsel by asking under the authority of the church in the name of......Read the rest...

..."Take me out to the ball game" that anthem of great fame, one lyric is clearly off track- "I don't care if I ever get back". It's the only game after all, where the defense controls the ball. ......Read the rest...

...Un prisonnier Pas de guerre Tout ce que j'avais Cassé La terre tient mon cœur Elle tient mes mots Mais pas plus, il n’y a rien encore Cassé C’est facile Aussi c’est compliqué C’est faci......Read the rest...

...There is a wind , which sketched, Without my knowledge, the message; Autumn had lying words, On my page. It was by way of red leaves, The bird of passage, Twirling in space, I followed......Read the rest...

...The sun plunged In the space of silence, The summer has been extended In a slow wandering ... The orb has been drunk, Gradually, by fringes. > We did not hear anything, From the fall of the ......Read the rest...

...My Lark, whom I plucked in the Dark Alouette, gentille alouette Aloutte, je te plumerai Alouette(a) we are all a wetta Alouette(a) I will pluck you dry Pluck you dry, pluck you dry Ben ou......Read the rest...

...traducere de: Angela Mamier Nache. aujourd’hui dieu m’a rappelé à lui m’a grondé comme un père en me disant qu’un ange s’est foulé les ailes en volant parmi mes mots et je jure que je ne l’ai pas v......Read the rest...

...Écoute bien. La musique t'invite, Les mots fanent et le ciel se remplit d'étoiles, Il dirige cette explosion de beauté instantanément, vite. Et descend avec élégance, Levant ces ailes et ces voil......Read the rest...