please
let us look at rain pearls closer
words from the heart are the Heart
and then we’ll see
through tears of light
the beauty of your soul
listen to poetry
paint transparency
write a poem!
© Frédéric Georges Martin
Paper Birds
How much do words weigh?
Will Summer find its way?
Could paper birds teach me
the art of asking the right questions?
Someone left the window open
and the Door ajar.
The stars shine over the hawthorn hedge.
The Night brings a wealth of knowledge.
I let the paper birds fly away.
Happiness takes patience.
When they come home,
they will bring me answers.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
Green Apple
© Frédéric Georges Martin
The Reader
Words arranged
like a flowerbed.
Colors on canvas,
whispers of the soul.
A poem is such
a little thing!
It weighs almost
nothing.
But you are
the Reader
and that means
everything!
© Frédéric Georges Martin
Samsara
© Frédéric Georges Martin
