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Pillars: 1009, #2
La Madeleine: 1009, #4
Chronicles: 1009, #1
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1009

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A poem about the night. A poem about the day. The clock is ticking. Winds swirl. Speak with a low voice, speak less.

 The poem, as I wrote it, is a poem in and of itself.

LanguageFrançais
Release dateJun 21, 2021
Pillars: 1009, #2
La Madeleine: 1009, #4
Chronicles: 1009, #1

Titles in the series (6)

  • Chronicles: 1009, #1

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    Chronicles: 1009, #1
    Chronicles: 1009, #1

    Written to unearth creatures and open doors for them. Unemotional. Cold meditation

  • Pillars: 1009, #2

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    Pillars: 1009, #2
    Pillars: 1009, #2

    Little by little Jacob built a love nest, happiness welled up inside him, for he had wifey gorgeous Mary by his side. Also Mary gave him two little kiddies. Well, Mary had deserved, with her lush farmlands...   This piece of poetry is dedicated to him, his wife Mari and his sons, Mario and Mandy

  • La Madeleine: 1009, #4

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    La Madeleine: 1009, #4
    La Madeleine: 1009, #4

    Je n'en veux à quiconque, mais j'avoue avoir eu des rancunes. Que de temps ne faut-il pas pour ameublir la terre! Maturité...

  • Alhambra: 1009, #3

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    Alhambra: 1009, #3
    Alhambra: 1009, #3

    Poetry captures in a short moment living things surrounding us. A single word could carry varied meanings, when it is craftely ushered in

  • L'an MMXXI: 1009, #11

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    L'an MMXXI: 1009, #11
    L'an MMXXI: 1009, #11

    Voilà mes carnets de guerre et mes navires de guerre. Nuance.  Les femmes hésitent indéfiniment, les hommes, heureusement, ne s'en lassent. Je dédie ce bel ouvrage à tous ceux qui  voudraient bien reconnaitre le vrai, tout en récusant le faux; tâche infinie, criblée d'ingratitude, de servitude... 

  • Haikus For the Afternoon: 1009, #13

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    Haikus For the Afternoon: 1009, #13
    Haikus For the Afternoon: 1009, #13

    A poem about the night. A poem about the day. The clock is ticking. Winds swirl. Speak with a low voice, speak less.  The poem, as I wrote it, is a poem in and of itself.

Author

Nostro Galore

 Where's the measured balance point in a person ? 

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