"figue" poems
(Sur une plage peinte d'insectes et de plantes.)
Insectes bourdonnants, papillons, fleurs ailées,
Aux touffes des rosiers lianes enroulées,
Convolvulus tressés aux fils des liserons,
Pervenches, beaux yeux bleus qui regardez dans l'ombre,
Nénuphars endormis sur les eaux, fleurs sans nombre,
Calices qui noyez les trompes des cirons !
Fruits où mon Dieu parfume avec tant d'abondance
Le pain de ses saisons et de sa providence ;
Figue où brille sur l'œil une larme de miel ;
Pêches qui ressemblez aux pudeurs de la joue ;
Oiseau qui fait reluire un écrin sur ta roue,
Et dont le cou de moire a fixé l'arc-en-ciel !
La main qui vous peignit en confuse guirlande
Devant vos yeux, Seigneur, en étale l'offrande,
Comme on ouvre à vos pieds la gerbe de vos dons.
Vous avez tout produit, contemplez votre ouvrage !
Et nous, dont les besoins sont encore un hommage,
Rendons grâce toujours, et toujours demandons !
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My eyes sparkle like the stars at night; And my smile shines like the sun,oh so bright; When I walk my steps are filled with grace and might; And my entire figue with delight; I am the first sight of every eyes; Some say I am a noble prize; While others say I am a goddess in disguise; But I say am a beauty in disguise;
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 5:44 AM UTC
The girl that lays here has some issues
But I look past them as they weren't there
What guys she been with or who ever else
I don't care too much about them their just a bunch of ***
Holes to cover up and scars to hide away
Til she starts to figue out who she became
I believe this will become more then just fear
Because I'm In love with the girl that lays here
The girl that lays here as it all figured out
She plans to start her brand new life
To not live in fear, and to not do wrong
I can't believe we've been friends this long
I'm in love with the girl who lays here
Its not just bad luck it's life at firsthand
Something's different I can tell this time
Unbelievable thoughts travel through her mind
Unspoken words can't be left behind
Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 11:45 AM UTC
My apologies, for not writing the way I used to. I've said it a lot, but still. Writing changed me as a person, and a big part of my life. Yet, I can't find the strength to write anymore. I'm sorry for that. I try to keep up with everything at a pace that's not too slow to fall behind, but not fast. It's just not working out. I need to figue stuff out and find inspiration. When I had to do that, writing was my escape, now it's a burden. I want to keep writing, but it's getting a little harder every day. This is not a goodbye. Hopefully y'all understand it a bit better now. I'll try my best.
Sincerely, GSG
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 5:24 AM UTC