Monday Poetry Train - Orage
Je sens ce vent
I feel that wind
Me touchant la peau
Touching my skin
Annonçant
Annoucing
Le mauvais temps
Bad weather
Mais
But
Je l'adore
I adore
Ce vent
That wind
Chaud
Warm
Enivrant
Intoxicating
Si chargé
So filled
D'électricité
With electricity
Qu'un touché
That a simple touch
DE toi
From you
Pourrait
Could
Déclaré
Start
Des intecelles
Some sparks
Pour créer
To creat
Un feu de brousse
A bush fire
Pour accompagner
To join
La lumière
The light
DEs éclairs
From the lighting
I feel that wind
Me touchant la peau
Touching my skin
Annonçant
Annoucing
Le mauvais temps
Bad weather
Mais
But
Je l'adore
I adore
Ce vent
That wind
Chaud
Warm
Enivrant
Intoxicating
Si chargé
So filled
D'électricité
With electricity
Qu'un touché
That a simple touch
DE toi
From you
Pourrait
Could
Déclaré
Start
Des intecelles
Some sparks
Pour créer
To creat
Un feu de brousse
A bush fire
Pour accompagner
To join
La lumière
The light
DEs éclairs
From the lighting
Libellés : Monday Poetry Train, poem, poème
posted by Jill @ 9:13 p.m.
3 Comments:
At 12:17 p.m.,
Julia Phillips Smith said…
I like the references to bad weather/fires which the narrator welcomes. Embracing the destruction of the old to make way for the new!
At 1:08 p.m.,
gautami tripathy said…
This is renewing oneself. I like it!
deeply in love with dracula's daughter
At 11:13 p.m.,
Anonyme said…
ahh yes...i love how your poetry reminds me of specific events in my past!
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