Audio – Cyranny's Cove: Recent Episodes
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. Sometimes, I think I invented you, out of the blue. Out of boredom maybe, or just because I needed you. An unwritten poem that lingered on my lips when I was about to surrender to sleep. Like a vaporous goodnight kiss, light as a feather brush. I might have painted you angel wings, while… Continue reading My favorite curse….
As much as I am pretty proud of people's general reaction to our Prime Minister's request that we shouldn't leave our homes unless absolutely necessary... I am scared that springtime will lure some of us away from safety. So you can imagine how I appreciated the view today. Mother Nature has sent some snow,…… Continue reading Let it snow…
Why is it that some of us sometimes feel the need to step out of our comfort zone? It happens to me every now and then. I don't know why my brain does this to me. It will pick the weirdest idea, and persuade me that I just have to do it. I'll argue with…… Continue reading Oops I did it again…
You've been warned. Don't come to me, and say you haven't! There will be no paying to get ears repaired, or for long term therapy to try to un-hear the following recording. Now that we've got that covered, let's go with the post. I easily get obsessed about things. I used to fight against it,…… Continue reading Don’t listen to this!
Yesterday, following a link that Kristian had posted, I discovered a new blog, I thought was worth a little shout-out! What makes Bottomless Coffee 007 so special, is the series of podcast interviews you can listen to. I was a bit unsure at first, because Kristian's interview was almost 39 minutes long, and it seemed rather longish.…… Continue reading Care for a cup?
Happy Saturday, Lovelies... First day off in thirteen. I haven't been very creative, nor interactive during this long long stretch. I kept my energy to stay positive and get the job done. Our office has been moved last Thursday, and that was very stressing too. Moving a calling center without closing down the lines in…… Continue reading New stuff!
Le chant des cigales l'odeur du gazon fraichement coupé les idées qui partent soudainement en cavale oh, le goût sucré de l'été. Le silence après l'orage un escargot égaré sur le béton du trottoir quand s'ouvre enfin le manteau de nuages donnant le droit de croire. Je ferme les yeux sur le ton automnal…… Continue reading Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Prends ma main, ferme les yeux, saute… Une falaise ne sera jamais qu’une falaise Le vide ne sera jamais que du vide Et je ne te laisserai pas te briser sur les rochers… Prends ma main, ferme les yeux, saute… Laisse tes soucis sur la crête Et tes peines sur l’escarpement Je…… Continue reading Micro-poésie du Vendredi…
Il se nourrissait de ses langoureux soupirs, ne se fatigant jamais de ses implorations... "Encore, encore... ne t'arrêtes jamais..." soufflait-elle à son oreille, leurs deux corps fusionnant en une seule et unique silhouette dansant dans le noir. Ces nuits-là, le temps perdait sa propre trace, leurs peaux baignées de sueur ayant un goût d'éternité. Et il ne…… Continue reading Micro fantaisie du vendredi…
Les vents de Santana ont soudainement Soufflé des poussières dans ses yeux de Manga, Soufflé les cendres de la vallée grugée par le feu. Une larme, voyant son cœur itinérant…
Les pieds dans le coton immaculé de ton nuage, Je ferme les yeux pour éviter d’avoir le vertige… Cueillant tes idées pour en faire un zellige, En attendant ton éventuel abordage.