Hortus Closus


Painting by Fabien Perez

Rencontre de hasard
Parler de tout, de rien,
Prendre un verre de vin
Dans la froideur d’un bar.

Un orchestre criard
Qui n’a rien de divin.
Tout cela est bien vain,
Que faire dans ce bazar?

Vouloir tromper l’ennui,
L’espace d’une nuit
En se laissant aller.

Se perdre dans le bruit,
Ne pas croquer le fruit,
Surtout ne pas chialer.

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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