Françoise Urban-Menninger

the little voice

five roses
in the vase
are looking at me
turning to me
their rose taffeta buttons

I breath them
in the same time
they sigh
und under my opened eyes
as petals

they sketch
a vegetal smile
in which one
my mother smile's
slide

so in my heart
I hear speaking
the little voice
of my child garden's
that dictate me my poem

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 03/26/2011.

 

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