© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Half-forgotten dreams vapor,
chinese ink, a leaf of silk paper,

songbirds on a Sunday afternoon,
the light from the crescent moon,

one microgram of antimatter,
words of love on a silver platter,

a little heart that bleeds,
a few tree of Life seeds:

a little alchemy,
and so much poetry!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

The Red Balloon by pwyskowski

A child’s dream is like a red balloon
that rises up in the Night sky.
It tells the lonely Moon great hopes
and broken heart stories,

but dreamers of Dawn
must always stay on Earth:
stars no longer want to play the game
and mysteries remain unsolved.

Who knows how high
an emotion goes?
Is there a greater wonder
than a child’s joy?

© Frédéric Georges Martin