A Butterfly’s Dream

“Verily, verily, I am blue!”
a yellow flower said
“…and whoever believes in me will be given
a glimpse of the true nature of things.”

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This was certainly
a butterfly’s dream,
but things are never as they seem
and dreams give us rainbow wings.

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O wise wild Flowers,
erudite Mentors,
Keepers of the hidden Hour:
why do we not trust you?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Fleur jaune © 2018 – F.G.M.

Third Angel

 

I thank my father.
He was a hard worker
and a Man of his word.

I thank my mother.
She had a cancer.
Now she is a Dancer.

They live beyond the Sea.
How young,
how beautiful they are!

Last Night
I don’t know why,
I heard them singing,

and their song was for you,
third Angel
in my life.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Cloud Cake (Poetic Recipe)

Mix butter, Broken Dreams Powder,
cinnamon and Sunrise liquor.

Add three Phoenix eggs,
one at a time. Beat well together.

Mix New Moon Powder,
Star flour, and rainbow zest.

Add to the butter mixture.
Stir gently until well combined.

Bake in a pre-heated oven
for 30-35 minutes (Quantum Time)

Enjoy hot or warm,
with a glass of champagne.

Drink to Eternity.
All your Dreams are alive!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Entre Cielo y Mar

Ensemble nous avons marché
sur une plage de sable noir.
– Me acuerdo.

Etoiles sans nombre, mondes imaginaires,
en Nous.
– Me maravillo.

Entre Ciel et Mer.
Est-ce là que nous sommes nés ?
– Lo creo.

Pourrons nous retrouver
le chemin de l’immortalité ?
– No lo dudo.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Together we walked
on a black sand beach.
– Me acuerdo.

Countless stars, Dream Worlds,
within Us.
– Me maravillo.

Between Sea and Sky.
Is it the place where we were born?
– Lo creo.

Will we find the path back
to immortality?
– No lo dudo.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Plage de sable noir © 2018 – F.G.M.