ten
let’s try the word
nine
existence
eight
there is a light
seven
in the distance
six
no matter if
five
it’s raining
four
remember
three
the beauty of a rose
two
not eveything ends
one
there we go
zero
come into the rainbow!
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: Rainbow
(Arkhip Kuindzhi)
The Sun looks so real.
There are many things
it tries to reveal.
But tears taste salty,
and the word death
sounds scary!
Why do we worry?
We are just dreaming
we are not dreaming.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: Celestial Dream
(Jahar Dasgupta)
Torn-up letters of disdain.
Manuscripts thrown in the bin.
You say you are sorry.
But it is no so easy.
And I must close the book
on printed rainbows.
Raindrop words will never find
their place in the sun.
I give up. You have won.
Success will never come.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: The Book
(Juan Gris, 1913)
Raindrops are God’s tears,
rainbows are Heaven’s doors
and I strongly believe
clouds are floating mountains.
I love to blow the dandelion flower.
I always do as I please
and often hurt my knees
and my heart.
But I don’t really mind.
I’m proud to tell everybody
I never grow up
and never will.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: Cloud
(Arkhip Kuindzhi)
pearly dawn
pure white peace
lavender day
sanguine sunset
hazel eyes
ebony sky
silvery stars
ultramarine dream
and a tinge of green
for the world unseen
and enough light
to pierce
the secret of Colours
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: Colour Circle
(August Macke)
The World exists
only because
children look at it.
~
Le Monde existe
seulement parce que
les enfants le regardent.
~
El Mundo existe
sólo porque
los niños lo miran.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: Children in the Forest
(Ivan Kramskoy, 1887)
if only I could lift
the curtains of rain
if only you could
stop the flow of time
the Sun would break
through clouds
and the world would be
created again
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
illustration: The Sun
(Edvard Munch, 1911)
