you concoct & complot
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This poem was inspired by a person very dear to my heart
The right words
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Those which do not hurt
Those which do not offend
That leave perplexed
Turns around the index
You try
Unparalleled
And marvel
In the morn
In what narration
Do you plummet
Wonderful troubles
In total oblivion
You concoct
You complot
Cosset
And dither
Great is your laugh
When on the strings you pull
And slip on waxed floor
But what is your aim?
You look for the right words
That on your tongue stumbles
The chicanery of the boors
You smash against the lusters
So, you try again
In the morn
And marvel
At the sun.
Les mots justes
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Ceux qui ne blessent
Ceux qui ne vexent
Qui laisse perplexe
Tournent autour de l’index
Tu essayes
Sans pareil
T’émerveilles
Au réveil
Dans quelle histoire
Tu te laisses choir
Merveilleux déboires
Sans t’en apercevoir
Tu concoctes
Tu complotes
Dorlotes
Et grelottes
Grand est ton rire
Quand sur la ficelle tu tires
Et glisses sur un parquet de cire
Mais quel est ton point de mire?
Tu cherches les mots justes
Qui sur ta langue trébuchent
L’embobinage des rustres
Tu te fracasses contre les lustres
Alors, tu réessayes
Au réveil
Et t’émerveilles
Du soleil.
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