Category: 2 – Poems

Rêver, poème et dessin ; to dream, poem and drawing

To dream of pink tulle morningslight kisses of flowers bloomingsTo dream of blue organza daysSmiles and songs of happy kidsTo

Faire taire le corbeauPlus de cris et de mots sombresLe rouge cloue le becSilence the ravenNo more crowing and dark

Le visage d’une ombreIls avancent lourds de menacesTout devient sombre.The face of a ghost Searching light and finding darkness No

Just a little birdTo bear all our hopes Will a true spring come ? Inspired by a photo of grasses

Tremblant, frissonnant,Il avance malgré tout, marcherPour ne pas tomber Trembling, shiveringHe moves forward after allTo walk not to fall Very

I spent far too much time making new versions of a previous artwork related to a haïku inspired by Paul

With each step, the wallsWhisper silent the secretsOf vanished souls The work began with a few found objects and the

Prison du silenceEt du noir, la nuit est lenteVide, désespérante Prison of silenceand darkness, night is so slowEmpty, hopeless

Because we often need to say it … No is a red word, no is rude, bad tempered, agressive. No is

Exploded flowersPurple ink raining, tracks ofA poet’s sorrow 20cmx20cm