what is life worth?

life – living breathing one more time he thinks… throwing cigarette in a crunch.. Welcome to the end of June. Bienvenue à la fin de ce mois de juin.  We have been following the news but local lives have been rollercoasters so we’ll write here in July. Nous avons suivi les infos mais on va…

water on the horizon

…… Watermelon season fast approaching how to get water without ripping veins open. Call me. Show me a sign Last week, we left you with the line “Watermelon season fast approaching” and it is watermelon season. We continue the verse with that line to give you a head starter.  À la semaine prochaine 🙂  or…

rêve de cauchemar sur mont

Death in the mountains he looks away almost in shame Watermelon season fast approaching This week, we’re writing poetry again. (We’re too exhausted for something else.) Not everything is happy in life and this little verse is part 1 of a piece we’re working on.   Enjoy ❤️

Rambling through

He is a rambling poet tangerine cat posing in the window across the street as he continues éloge in the quarry no tissues to spare for the farewell Mesdames et messieurs! Ladies and gentlemen! Our dear friend Maisy challenged us to a photo chase of three words. We did it and then we thought “why…

the walk into Tenebris

I spoke a verse and it disappeared into the shadows of witchery and lanterns in the dark, projected by Night’s glory. Before making its appearance again in this ink well, knowledge behold. Joyeux mois de juin! Happy June! Oui, déjà. On est un peu stressé en ce moment mais on vous laisse avec ce vers….

another bullet…

Another bullet passed through shattered dreams that even stuffed lions couldn’t stop the football will never be kicked around again. The birthday party favors will never cover the floor again. Yet another dream of better futures broken, tossed, crippled, and charred, no respect for life or livelihood the mere breath on cold windows of winter…

ramblings in a vineyard ou comment partir en weekend

Je me pose des fois la question, si à un moment donné, je ne regrette rien. Un billet de train trop cher, ou un voyage à Paris qui va, une fois de plus, être chargé de beaucoup de self control. And then, oui c’est bilingual, je me dit: “No it’s fine. It’ll bite later.” Ou…

saison turbulente

Rangement du jour une musique de cacaphonie on se demande où…….. là? Là. Là-bas? Là-bas. La boîte est trop grande. On a vu un oiseau particulier sur l’eau…… ça y est! Attrapes! Attrapes ce poisson . .. comme on attrapes ce qui nous plaît …. Bienvenue en cette saison où tout nous turbule en turbulence…

the lists left around

There’s a list of emotions and questions laying around this place, which I am not sure how to approach, this tide of extremists in politics “Votez blanc” splashed across posters but we all know not to do exactly that, unless, of course, we wish to bury ourselves further down the landmine, or can someone help…

Fool’s a joke

they say April showers bring May flowers but these are snow falls, and white tree flower petals flying and hail after sand storms moving in clouding out in the midst of a freezing weather bringing back red scabs and swollen fingers……. I wonder……… did they say spring or fool’s errand? Hi all! Welcome to April!…