"vettriano" poems
Nous.
Dans un tableau de Vettriano,
etouffés par les couleurs chaudes
de nôtre peau.
Suspendus par la musique
de mes souffles
et de tes prières.
Otages de nos envies.
Coincés par la vie.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
About 30
she sits
On a wall
smoking
A good wall
Strong
A good ***
Soft
Behind her
the General Hospital
Shadows
the image
The scene
******
Through lack of
care
My mind has
painted her
Like a
Vettriano
Colour
Desire
Searing
Lust
The bus
arrives
She rides
away
My daydream
breaks
The image
endures
Quickly
my thoughts
Scribble
a poem
Inadequate
tribute
To a girl
On a wall
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC