Open Poetry #47 |
still life with apricots |
2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
I have no illusions for these soft apricots put against a plate in old-fashioned earthenwares, a plate decorated with a mill of blue wings chipped as my heart in loving sighs. Against these apricots rest other forgettings, bunches of grapes darkened as your eyes, iris silvered by innocents colors which slide in my soul as melodies. Apricots and grapes are held as friends, their confessions melt as much as their perfumes, but attention not touching the light of dawn, Everything has to stay ready and be well polished so that of the still life a moment of madness did not make roll the apricot under the ripe door. je n’ai pas d’illusions pour ces doux abricots posés contre une assiette aux faïences désuètes, une assiette ornée d’un moulin d’ailes bleues ébréchée comme mon cœur en soupirs amoureux. Contre ces abricots reposent d’autres oublis, des grappes de raisin foncées comme tes yeux, des iris argentés par d’innocentes pâleurs qui glissent dans mon âme comme des mélodies. Les abricots et les raisins se tiennent en amis, leurs aveux se fondent autant que leurs parfums, mais attention de toucher à la lueur de l’aube, tout doit rester en place et être bien poli pour que de la nature morte un instant de folie ne fasse pas rouler un abricot sous la porte voisine. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
yann Although I honestly love all of your poem in its entirity ~ I fell in love with this. quote: Beautiful writing. You make me a fan of apricots - and I have never liked them before. Alison |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: This is magical, dear Yann. A still life with soul! Now I will always think of your abricots when I will eat mine. Love Margherita |
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