Haze of Light

The Sun, 1911 - 1916 - Edvard Munch

I you were the sky, you would be
the sun of Love in a haze of light.

If I were the night, I would be
the dream in which one sees you.

If you were a rainbow, you would be
the bird of the seven colors of Hope,

and if I were a man, I would be a child
so that I could hear you singing in my heart.

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Illustration: The Sun (Edvard Munch, 1911-1916)

Evening Dreams

Let’s climb the rocky hills!
Let’s look for blue stones!
Tomorrows are uncertain
but the sun is still shining.

The palm tree has sung,
it’s dreaming of sunsets,
my heart needs the Sea
and you have wings of light!

After the sky turns purple
the stars will align.
Remember! Evening Dreams
make the Night eternal.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Soleil couchant © 2020– F.G.M.

Now You Can See

You were blind
but now you can see.
What you worried about
is gone with the wind.

Death and the will of Seth.
Fate and the closed gate.
Now you can walk your way
through the valley of dreams.

Now you must see
the stars and the sea
and feel the world is not
what it seems.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

The Blue Tree

Alice’s dream within a dream
and the far side of the Moon
and the big blue tree
and a Spark of Love.

A sprig of heather
has fallen from the sky.
What is it called
when you see in the dark?

Shadows in the Night
love the shade of stars.
How is it that they die
each time a child awakens?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Illustration: The Blue Tree (Ernst Ludwig Kirchner)

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.

Dreaming

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

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illustration: Celestial Dream
(Jahar Dasgupta)