vendredi 17 juin 2022

RIVIERE

                                                             La  Rivière

                                                                               procrastine
                                                                     insoumise
                                                                                       hérétique Divine
                                                  
                                              Lance comme un Chant secret
                                                             
                            Impertinente
                                                   En réponse à l'oiseau
                                                                                     funambule
                                                                                      qui congratule
                                                                                      ses courbes élégantes

                           Née quelque part
                                                       dans un Ailleurs
                                                                                 de Verts et de Marron mêlés

                                                               La forêt Les futaies
                                                               Son BERCEAU
                                                              
                                                               Son Lit de draps mouillés
                                                                                de Renoncules-Libellules
                                                                                                                          bordée


                                                                  Son vague à l'âme              
                                                     m'invite
                                    Caresse
                                              emmenée
                                                            par son Fil qui coule
                                                                         Passionné -Amoureux
                                                                         Musicien 
                                                                                       jouant du clapotis

                                  Glisser un Bruit de grain de Sable
                                                                                         dans le Frisson
                                                                                                                 de son Silence

                                                                Seule - Sensuelle
                                 Roucoulements éphémères
                                                                            elle s'endort
                                                                            cligne d'un rond dans l'Eau

                 LE CIEL TOURNE SUR LUI-MÊME
                                                                              JE GLISSE A
                                                                                                   L'HORIZONTAL DE SA FUITE.