Azul Oscuro

Rocky slopes glow red,
black sand and lava catch the Light,
the clock holds it magnetic breath
and the Sun sheds copper tears.

When the Night falls,
Will we go blind?
Midnight lovers don’t mind.
Midnight lovers feel no fear.

Azul oscuro.
Silence cannot hurt.
Azul oscuro.
Darkness looks so clear!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Azul Oscuro © 2019– F.G.M.

Nathaniel

How hard it must be
to be an angel.

Nathaniel,
a flower has fallen.

Nathaniel,
how heartbreaking the world is.

Nathaniel,
inspire me a prayer.

How hard it is
not to be an angel.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Fallen Flower © 2019– F.G.M.

Devonian Garden

the waves
unseen
unplayed strings

all the things
we have
forgotten

what the stars really mean
the strange friendship
between the Shade and the Light

the whispers of water
the Past before the past
the Song before the birds

flowerless ferns
remember
everything

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Parque Terra Nostra (São Miguel) © 2019– F.G.M.

Winter Dream

it’s cold

the pond has frozen over
two birds walk on ice

the mirror has two faces

thoughts disappear into
the maze of daydreams

Winter Dream

it’s not a mirage
we live side by side

and I feel warm inside

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Ensemble © 2019– F.G.M.

Motherland

lava scree
dragon-tree

wall mural
red coral

sienna powder
pumice sand

birds and boats
winds and wings

and the Sun
and the Stars

I’m the child
from Nowhere

I love you
Motherland

my home is
Elsewhere

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Une île sur un mur © 2019– F.G.M.

Dream / Rêve

If God does not exist,
if I sleep for all eternity
and never watch the Dawn,
never,

I don’t mind.
I’m glad to say
I dared to believe
and so did the Stars.

O Light, I did love you!
And Love was
my most beautiful
Dream.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Si Dieu n’existe pas
si le Sommeil est long,
sans que jamais je ne voie l’aube,
jamais,

je suis heureux
d’avoir osé croire
et de savoir
que les étoiles aussi.

Lumière, je t’ai tant aimé !
Et l’Amour fut
mon plus beau
Rêve.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Instant de lumière © 2018– F.G.M.

 

Promised Land

Slow lights
on the bare mountains,
scattered white villages
unknown roads,

invisible bridges,
floating clouds,
time suspended,
wild dreams in the wind.

The Infinite does not reveal
all its secrets at once
but if you understand
the language of stars

and finally dare
to let your heart talk
you’ll certainly find
the most important one.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Terre Promise © 2018– F.G.M.