Consolation

nothing stays the same
Winter Spring Summer
all passes with time

the scent of lilacs
the sound of your voice
the smile and the thrill

nightingales stop to sing
silence steals the wind chime
Fall arrives, children leave

mothers go to heaven
cities fall apart
the stars fade out

but Love is eternal

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Illustration: Lilac in a glass (Edouard Manet, c1882)

Wonderful Dream

There is an ocean between us
but the Moon has built
a bridge of light so as we can 
take a step towards one another.

And the stars move
in the silence of the night,
and love grows stronger
despite the distance.

These were the words
that echoed in my heart
after I saw you
in a wonderful dream.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

So silently / Funérailles

I enter
a white church
so silently.
Is this a dream? Maybe.

Mary seems pleased.
Light from above erases
the shoulder wound of Christ.
I rest.

Thus begins real Life.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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En silence j’entre
dans une église blanche.
Est-ce un rêve ? Peut-être.

Marie semble heureuse.
Doucement la lumière touche
l’épaule blessée du Christ.

Je dors.
Ainsi commence
la vraie Vie.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Eglise blanche, Lanzarote © 2019– F.G.M.

To Autumn

The song of forgotten springs have reached
the dreamer’s heart:
today is the first day of a dream in color.

Last to arrive and last to go is the pale rose’s way.
When it fades butterflies and light will perform
a wonderful mime.

Autumn! Even though we both die at the end
something deep in me will love you
till the end of time!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Illustration: Afternoon Light, Dogwood (Thomas Kinkade, 1985)

The Astronomer

He lives a billion light years away.
He surfs the gravitational waves.
He has found galaxies
in the shadows of quasars.

Cosmological dream.
He gently kissed Andromeda,
and neither time nor space
could keep them apart.

Poet of the Night
in love with the stars
gone before
the break of dawn.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Lucid Dream

The more countless stars gleam vividly,
the more words live intensely.

Enthralling paradox of the divine Scheme:
everything is both false and true.

But we too are alive like in a lucid dream
and Love will stay this wonderful Blue.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

In Paradisum

violet trees
light breeze

clear waters
treasure coffers

fading realities
rising memories

true words
free birds

my love
like a dove

in paradisum

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Heartbeats

lighter than air
brighter than light
longer than time
higher than stars
stronger than love

here and hereafter
butterfly prose
sonorous rainbows
yours mine theirs
eternal echoes of our

heartbeats

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Children of Icarus

children of Icarus
we are all flying to the Sun
but even pure gold melts down

bodies made of wax
each of us shall pass away
and reduced to ashes of light

we’ll be like tiny Summer traces
words of Love
still unsaid

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Love is Now

the Day
the Night
the Sun
the Stars

you smile
I breathe
you breathe
I smile

love is Now
it is our place in posterity
we do not need
eternity

© Frédéric Georges Martin