in the city of lost Angels
there’s a little shop of light
it’s open all night
it’s a joyful mess
the Shopkeeper is
the soul of kindness
the Moon costs two smiles
and all the stars are free
life lessons have no price
but Time and Love are so cheap
and you can buy Eternity
for only one Heart Penny
© Frédéric Georges Martin
Mix butter, Broken Dreams Powder,
cinnamon and Sunrise liquor.
Add three Phoenix eggs,
one at a time. Beat well together.
Mix New Moon Powder,
Star flour, and rainbow zest.
Add to the butter mixture.
Stir gently until well combined.
Bake in a pre-heated oven
for 30-35 minutes (Quantum Time)
Enjoy hot or warm,
with a glass of champagne.
Drink to Eternity.
All your Dreams are alive!
© Frédéric Georges Martin
time flows
like a wild river
and I’m not exactly sure
how to say
goodbye
stars in the sky
shed light on the past
but they cannot reveal
the secret of how to say
I loved you
and words are unfaithful
they all will forget us
only silence knows
how to say
nothing is ever lost
© Frédéric Georges Martin
Sans bien savoir pourquoi
au bord du canal
j’ai eu l’envie de m’asseoir.
Il n’était pas midi.
Un vent léger et l’eau jouaient
au jeu des songes évanouis,
quand une mouette aussi jolie qu’un ange
tout près de moi s’est approchée.
Mais l’oiseau s’est envolé,
la brise a gagné la partie,
laissant mon âme seule
et nue.
Une passante un peu pressée
s’est retournée
et je me demande encore
ce qu’elle a vu.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
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Without knowing why,
I felt like sitting
on the banks of the canal.
It was almost noon.
A light wind and the water were playing
the vanishing dreams game,
when a seagull as beautiful as an angel
came up to me.
But the bird flew away,
the breeze won the game
and left my soul alone
and naked.
A woman in a bit of a hurry
looked back at me
and I still wonder
what she saw.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
~
Au bord de l’eau © 2017 – F.G.M.
I walked along a river
but it did not lead me to the sea.
I looked up to the sky
but I did not see any stars.
I even said a prayer
but God did not answer.
Finally I gave up beeing a seeker,
I gave a child my time
and the child gave me
a smile
and made me
a finder.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
Today I saw
tall trees in the forest
standing proudly
like kings of kingdoms
unseen.
Today I heard children
still unaware of Time
celebrating a birthday
and I thought about
Life and Death.
Today I kept watching
a hungry chickadee,
I dreamed of the Sea,
I breathed the Light of September,
and that just made my day.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
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Forêt en Septembre © 2017– F.G.M.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
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Châteaux de sable © 2016 – F.G.M.
