tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59906422113676961252024-03-13T16:11:08.179+01:00Terre d'AsphaltePatrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.comBlogger4391125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-42604701756359211582021-08-14T23:03:00.005+02:002021-08-16T12:36:05.517+02:00# 01500 - elle court<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxp2SD90g5A/YRk70TW-GnI/AAAAAAAARWA/Qvlv_9YGILw-6jyrY0p6iIpQbF-rKsB7gCLcBGAsYHQ/s1900/S0815_T210815X100b.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1425" data-original-width="1900" height="480" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxp2SD90g5A/YRk70TW-GnI/AAAAAAAARWA/Qvlv_9YGILw-6jyrY0p6iIpQbF-rKsB7gCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h480/S0815_T210815X100b.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">discrète dans les hautes herbes</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">elle court comme un ruisseau</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">chante avec les oiseaux</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">rejaillit de fontaine en fontaine</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">jamais épuisée même en été</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbNxxh8RqXU/YRk70aThj_I/AAAAAAAARV8/4SFEhHFVcJwQJkGsv9pzIIwmJGoit42nACLcBGAsYHQ/s2000/S08151000579_x7c.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1480" data-original-width="2000" height="474" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dbNxxh8RqXU/YRk70aThj_I/AAAAAAAARV8/4SFEhHFVcJwQJkGsv9pzIIwmJGoit42nACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h474/S08151000579_x7c.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-42469049137901564992021-07-17T04:26:00.001+02:002021-08-16T12:33:47.245+02:00# 01501 - entre 2 ou 3<p> </p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0NXpqsFND8/YRk_4skgT0I/AAAAAAAARWM/MV9YAFNbfU4wFNXCX_x-rK9Liu4Ub1WJgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2000/S0716_01080153LaR.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1125" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0NXpqsFND8/YRk_4skgT0I/AAAAAAAARWM/MV9YAFNbfU4wFNXCX_x-rK9Liu4Ub1WJgCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h360/S0716_01080153LaR.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">très suspendus</span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">les horizons se couvrent</span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> en couleur superposent</span></span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: courier;">le temps</span></span></div><div class="separator" dir="rtl" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H82yfaDnHfY/YRk_464omTI/AAAAAAAARWU/6NZ9W6yX5ooUv9numa-jYS3-x35I7fCxQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2000/S0716_01080153Lc2R.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1125" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H82yfaDnHfY/YRk_464omTI/AAAAAAAARWU/6NZ9W6yX5ooUv9numa-jYS3-x35I7fCxQCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h360/S0716_01080153Lc2R.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">s'alourdissent</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">péniblement </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">déstructurant l'espace</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">et le temps encore</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pKC25jctkE/YRk_4zx2lqI/AAAAAAAARWQ/5J5_j3QKjK4ahcuGlPOaEsMa-jHETxJrQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2000/S0716_01080153Lc4R.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1125" data-original-width="2000" height="360" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8pKC25jctkE/YRk_4zx2lqI/AAAAAAAARWQ/5J5_j3QKjK4ahcuGlPOaEsMa-jHETxJrQCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h360/S0716_01080153Lc4R.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: courier;">une chance</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">les chaleurs de l'été</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">resteront au bord des </span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">lèvres et des sourires</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-70482961094609351912021-06-28T01:01:00.002+02:002021-06-29T16:53:55.961+02:00# 01499 - nuit rouge sombre<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKOTbGdyyY/YNsjeCiJuRI/AAAAAAAARTk/qfHjYSB6VyMHDI3gUzPUK7QAe7Q46QmUgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1100/O0615_2180117L5fR.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="521" data-original-width="1100" height="304" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKOTbGdyyY/YNsjeCiJuRI/AAAAAAAARTk/qfHjYSB6VyMHDI3gUzPUK7QAe7Q46QmUgCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h304/O0615_2180117L5fR.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">je peux suivre</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">la courbure sans fin</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">rouge enflammé au creux</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">de ma route que</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">la pluie insolente</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">tente encore d'éteindre</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">du fond de tes yeux</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-10337181330132243282021-06-28T00:07:00.001+02:002021-08-15T16:50:41.002+02:00# 01498 - envers et bleu<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jrd8en4lLL4/YRkpUo55i0I/AAAAAAAARV0/hlyumVruAxk5ViFZ_NPA696FbxviQq9zQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1300/Q1128_9846NbRs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="863" data-original-width="1300" height="424" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jrd8en4lLL4/YRkpUo55i0I/AAAAAAAARV0/hlyumVruAxk5ViFZ_NPA696FbxviQq9zQCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h424/Q1128_9846NbRs.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">chahutée par les </span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">caprices de son coeur</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">elle reste frémissante </span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">à quai prise de</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">tremblements frileux</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">aux couleurs profondes</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-88375653968005249822021-06-11T21:30:00.002+02:002021-06-12T14:42:58.165+02:00# 01497 - danse avec le jour<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdJATKtZT20/YMSqLUVzL7I/AAAAAAAARQc/XG-Kl9_5fT85TZFb50Wp2bcHkhXjx8h-QCLcBGAsYHQ/s1400/L2023_01900261La3aR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="726" data-original-width="1400" height="332" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdJATKtZT20/YMSqLUVzL7I/AAAAAAAARQc/XG-Kl9_5fT85TZFb50Wp2bcHkhXjx8h-QCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h332/L2023_01900261La3aR.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: courier;">et rouler lentement dans</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">les mauves et les parmes</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">rien que pour sentir les </span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">ombres de la nuit encore</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">une fois avec les bruits </span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">fuyants</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-91655796998587385052021-06-10T09:30:00.008+02:002021-06-29T01:00:57.129+02:00# 01496 - au bord du bout<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7DwmZAua8o/YMShgDikF8I/AAAAAAAARQU/0RnAL-u9g88Vcp-mm1fmJ873Yq8BwEOjACLcBGAsYHQ/s1417/L2023_01900249La3R.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="357" data-original-width="1417" height="162" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7DwmZAua8o/YMShgDikF8I/AAAAAAAARQU/0RnAL-u9g88Vcp-mm1fmJ873Yq8BwEOjACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h162/L2023_01900249La3R.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">en suivant les parallèles</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">recouvertes d'or</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">le bleu intense se déversait</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">en silence son souffle</span></p><p><span style="font-family: courier;">tout près de toi</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-74834440736342560812021-01-20T17:24:00.010+01:002021-01-21T12:03:22.733+01:00# 01495 - ailes du soir<p> </p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-large;">VIDE SOMBRE</span></b></span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te-6g3CTixM/YAhUc-cGpwI/AAAAAAAARJQ/PuIxOpBeUyAl_SZ_UC_x5dtMIcUt9VfIQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1286/L21010_iPict248L0817NaR.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="790" data-original-width="1286" height="394" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te-6g3CTixM/YAhUc-cGpwI/AAAAAAAARJQ/PuIxOpBeUyAl_SZ_UC_x5dtMIcUt9VfIQCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h394/L21010_iPict248L0817NaR.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div>elles s'approchent silencieusement<br />comme un oiseau affamé pris par l'ombre<br />en frôlant le crépuscule<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">le rêve s'installe <br />les couleurs de la nuit aussi<br />sur les traces de l'horizon</div><div><br />ça résonne<br />ça s'éloigne<br />et ça revient comme un fou rire</div><div><br /></div><div>pour parler ou</div><div><br /></div><div>pour dormir</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5CBnljWyrj0" width="320" youtube-src-id="5CBnljWyrj0"></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><h1 class="title style-scope ytd-video-primary-info-renderer" style="border: 0px; color: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-color, var(--yt-spec-text-primary)); font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-font-size, var(--yt-navbar-title-font-size, inherit)); font-variant: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-font-variant, inherit); font-weight: 400; line-height: var(--yt-navbar-title-line-height, 2.4rem); margin: 0px; max-height: calc(2 * var(--yt-navbar-title-line-height, 2.4rem)); overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-shadow: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-text-shadow, none); transform: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-transform, none);"><br /></h1><div><yt-formatted-string class="style-scope ytd-video-primary-info-renderer" force-default-style="" style="word-break: break-word;"><br /></yt-formatted-string></div><div><yt-formatted-string class="style-scope ytd-video-primary-info-renderer" force-default-style="" style="word-break: break-word;"><br /></yt-formatted-string></div><h1 class="title style-scope ytd-video-primary-info-renderer" style="border: 0px; color: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-color, var(--yt-spec-text-primary)); font-family: Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-font-size, var(--yt-navbar-title-font-size, inherit)); font-variant: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-font-variant, inherit); font-weight: 400; line-height: var(--yt-navbar-title-line-height, 2.4rem); margin: 0px; max-height: calc(2 * var(--yt-navbar-title-line-height, 2.4rem)); overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; text-shadow: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-text-shadow, none); transform: var(--ytd-video-primary-info-renderer-title-transform, none);"><br /></h1><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-1370997377438848922021-01-11T16:27:00.003+01:002021-01-11T16:29:32.044+01:00# 01495 - résilience/1<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><b>MODERNE HORIZONTAL</b></span></p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;">sur un récif encore visible</p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p>le soupir devint bleu entre</p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p>nuages et vagues la rive </p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p>perdue dans les horizons</p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-76863209868730739472021-01-08T02:30:00.001+01:002021-01-10T11:13:21.537+01:00# 01494 - 2021<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"> <span>je vous souhaite à toutes et à tous</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">une très</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">belle année 2021</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">sous le signe de la </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">SANTE</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">et de la </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">LIBERTE</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKpLRUtZ9uo/X_rSS8VHy6I/AAAAAAAARII/uwfTEQnvp6ogJQE57_9cnMfUv7Rp8RihgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1037/Cmpj2020_04P2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="688" data-original-width="1037" height="265" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKpLRUtZ9uo/X_rSS8VHy6I/AAAAAAAARII/uwfTEQnvp6ogJQE57_9cnMfUv7Rp8RihgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h265/Cmpj2020_04P2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-62089993833879508382020-10-11T22:22:00.000+02:002020-10-11T22:23:08.156+02:00# 01493 - extérieur lune<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqfysEhKqFg/X39-qhE1DjI/AAAAAAAARHI/Hi3201sWFywmVX2LhK4dXk1fT0khJnzfACLcBGAsYHQ/s1404/Lune003bs.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1100" data-original-width="1404" height="502" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqfysEhKqFg/X39-qhE1DjI/AAAAAAAARHI/Hi3201sWFywmVX2LhK4dXk1fT0khJnzfACLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h502/Lune003bs.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">j'ai soufflé encore les nuages</div><div style="text-align: left;">la couleur pourpre inonde</div><div style="text-align: left;">l'horizon même à la lune d'argent</div><div style="text-align: left;">même au fond des chahuts du soir</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">pourtant la douleur s'enfonce</div><div style="text-align: left;">la douleur grimace</div><div style="text-align: left;">octobre nous prend</div><div style="text-align: left;">les soirées caniculaires s'étiolent </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-51175165964781067692020-09-30T23:26:00.002+02:002020-10-01T00:51:55.548+02:00# 01492 - matins bleus<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fq15mBWilWw/X3T4Wt0SDfI/AAAAAAAARGo/JIOM7TVE5i4BPR5eUrJPGlPyELO0H-ufgCLcBGAsYHQ/s893/IMG_4958_a3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="893" data-original-width="893" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fq15mBWilWw/X3T4Wt0SDfI/AAAAAAAARGo/JIOM7TVE5i4BPR5eUrJPGlPyELO0H-ufgCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h640/IMG_4958_a3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /><span style="font-family: courier;"><span>ce jour là était couleur lumière<br /></span>elle disait que le temps se rétrécit<span><br /></span><br />depuis les collines sombres le </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">soleil inondait la vallée tout</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">d'un coup pouvait disparaître</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">même la chaleur des couleurs... </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-58651761843890844262020-09-24T23:18:00.000+02:002020-09-25T12:14:31.752+02:00# 01491 - les chants du vent<p></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">là où se cache le ciel <br /></span><span style="font-family: courier;">entre les masses atmosphériques </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">se </span><span style="font-family: courier;">dressent les structures </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">surprenantes </span><span style="font-family: courier;">qu'escaladent </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">et dévalent en rugissant</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">les chariots de feu </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHgmAEKYiMM/X20Op6mkpPI/AAAAAAAARGc/Cv6L5C4e4-Mv7i78Oo7oyAlhIWSprLqlgCLcBGAsYHQ/s1126/IMG_5163%2BaB.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1126" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHgmAEKYiMM/X20Op6mkpPI/AAAAAAAARGc/Cv6L5C4e4-Mv7i78Oo7oyAlhIWSprLqlgCLcBGAsYHQ/w640-h640/IMG_5163%2BaB.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><span style="font-family: courier;">et tu écoutes les chants</span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier;">grondants du vent comme</span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier;">de violantes caresses te </span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier;">raconter les absurdités</span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier;">du pouvoir des hommes</span></div><div><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></div><div><br /></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Patrick Lucashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01294701120754305567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990642211367696125.post-16517496711023820912020-09-24T07:30:00.001+02:002020-09-26T00:18:54.956+02:00# 01490 - au travers du vent <p> </p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">droite et un <br /></span><span style="font-family: courier;">peu cambrée<br /></span><span style="font-family: courier;">dans les parfums </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">d'asphalte parallèle</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">enfouie dans les </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;">profondeurs horizontales</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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exquise esquisse à peine<br />
devinée comme un cri<br />
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les arbres centenaires<br />
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mille paysannes sur les terres<br />
nues face au vent seins arrogants<br />
les yeux profonds rétine saturée<br />
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que marque l'âme les soirs d'hiver<br />
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