Something blue

Sometimes you walk on water,
sometimes you sink like a stone:

there are many farewells
on the way to Summer.

Because the sun did not show up
I gave up on my blue dreams

and sold my soul to the Devil.
But bluebells bought it back:

some flowers are angels in disguise
some forests look like Paradise!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Something blue © 2018 – F.G.M.

Blue Summer Morning

like twin poppies under the sky
I forget everything
because it’s just a glorious
blue summer morning

stories and worries
yesterdays, tomorrows
vain joy, true grief
dead-ends or seashores

the empire of Lights
the depths of darkness
greetings as farewells
and the fountain of youth

the silence of God
the Devil’s masquerade
their mysterious charade
dreams and even the Dreamer

like twin poppies under the Sky
I forget everything
because it’s just a glorious
blue summer morning

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Twin Poppies under the Sky – © 2017– F.G.M.