{"id":67,"date":"2008-09-12T20:11:56","date_gmt":"2008-09-12T18:11:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.levergerdemesecrits.eu\/Poemier\/2008\/09\/12\/le-blues\/"},"modified":"2012-08-26T22:21:50","modified_gmt":"2012-08-26T20:21:50","slug":"le-blues","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.levergerdemesecrits.eu\/Poemier\/le-blues\/","title":{"rendered":"Le Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Je cherche des refrains
\nPour \u00e9crire une histoire.
\nLivide devant l’\u00e9critoire,
\nJ’ai\u00a0perdus mes \u00a0quatrains.<\/p>\n

O\u00f9 ont-il bien pu\u00a0s’\u00e9garer ?
\nDans quel c\u0153ur, sur quel\u00a0chemin ?
\nUne flaque d’eau comme parchemin,
\nO\u00f9 se refl\u00e8te mon image attrist\u00e9e.<\/p>\n

Mes rimes\u00a0disparaissent enfin
\nDans un trou de\u00a0ma m\u00e9moire.
\nD\u00e9sertant le\u00a0centre du grimoire
\nDess\u00e9chant\u00a0mon c\u0153ur d’\u00e9crivain..<\/p>\n

Tous mes mots tendres et doux,
\nS’envolent dans le petit matin.
\nMes r\u00eaves sur sa peau de satin,
\nS’\u00e9vaporent\u00a0sans plus de go\u00fbt.<\/p>\n

Mon \u00e2me\u00a0fan\u00e9e\u00a0n\u2019a plus corps.
\nElle\u00a0ressemble \u00e0 un vieux chiffon..
\nComme ces rides sur\u00a0mon front,
\nMe rappellent l’imminence de la mort.<\/p>\n

Ma plume s\u2019ass\u00e8che,un plus chaque\u00a0jours.
\nMa bougie n’\u00e9claire plus que l’ab\u00eeme.
\nMes vers\u00a0n\u2019ont plus rien de sublimes.
\nLe papier\u00a0blanc, jauni pr\u00e8s des contours.<\/p>\n

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\n(c) 2008 Didier SEHA
\n(http:\/\/poemier.seha.be<\/a>)
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