printemps perturbé
Once upon a time
Once upon a time…there were some very bad crows
Flying in the dark cloudy sky.
They were happy because they could have finally
Something for them without looking for too much.
Then, as the evening fell
From the windows, a lot of handkerchieves ran in the mist.
It was for thanking, all the doctors, surgeons
And nurses for their work during this awful period.
Sometimes, a little ray of sun, to cheer up our sad lives,
But unfortunately, we must stay at home to avoid
Bad matches given by our usual best friends.
Even our grand-children must stay in their house
Because, their friends were, themselves at home.
On the church-yards, no place enough to bury our friends…
Then, came Christmas…. Finally we would be able to meet our family
And friends, and even to go out on the Christmas night
No, impossible…. you must stay at home, and alone.
Even « don Ballaguere » usually so greedy, must stay eating
Water and bread, without other meals he appreciated so much before…
Same things for the new year, without fireworks, nor dinners
Or something else: only TV, with always the same information to watch:
Only, this huge mountain of deaths’ average?
But, very slowly, the spring gave a big kick to the winter
We had found a vaccine for this disease, which annoyed us for such a long time..
It wasn’t the end of the tunnel yet, but the hope was coming back.
It was at that time, I watched on the edge of my hedge, a wonderful bird
It was so tiny, but it cried so strongly, that even it was not possible
To hear the church bells
Why do you cry so hard?
Ooh, – he answered to me, – don’t you see, this blue sky and these tiny clouds
Dancing around the yellow sun?
And in addition, look up there, on the top of the chimney, my wife is there
Waiting for new babies in her soft nest
Then I understood, that the winter had finished, and its nightmares
The nights were coming very nice, and then, were coming very nice dreams
Finally, I will meet again my parents, children, grand-children,
But also, and certainly, and essentially all of my friends which I missed so much.
And even, perhaps, go on…
Qu’avons nous fait?
This accommodation gives us (my husband and myself) the opportunity to watch the birds all year round.
During the lockdown this is a very lovely occupation.
I will first speak about the birds we see all year round with their different plumage.
I hope that reading this information might be the start of your birdwatching experience during the lockdown.
I hope you are successful.
Consternation
On attendait le printemps
Nouvel éveil de la nature
Finalement c’est l’hiver qui nous est revenu
Insupportable effet boomerang
Néant
Enfermement
Mort en suspens
Et si on y décelait de nouveaux auspices
Nouvel arche abritant toutes les bonnes volontés
Tous ensemble vers des horizons plus solidaires
Casse toi
casse toi
tu pourris ma life
mes potes j’les vois plus
la rue j’la sens plus
casse toi
tu tues tu pues
on a pas le mode d’emploi
et puis on veut pas de toi
casse toi
tu nous démoralises
tu nous les brises
je kiffe trop la vie moi
A ma mère….
un visage qui se penche
elle est là
je me revois sur mon tricycle
pédalant, rassurée par sa présence.
je retrouve le chemin de l’école
sa main dans la mienne
je revis mes colères d’adolescente
ses craintes de me laisser sortir
mes envies de liberté
sa fierté de mon bonheur
les larmes dans ses yeux de mamy face au visage fripé de ma fille
les tentures s’écartent
sa mine fatiguée se révèle
j’agite la main , elle me voit
lassitude, tristesse, abandon
pourtant je suis là, devant , chaque jour
mais je ne peux pas aller vers elle
quel est ce chancre qui nous sépare
qui l’a emportée sans que je puisse lui tenir la main.
Je ne comprends plus rien.
N.D.
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J’avais entendu beaucoup de choses sur les guerres.
Je ne m’étais jamais demandée si je serais amenée à en vivre une et si oui, comment.
Le mot “couvre-feu” ne faisait pas partie de mon vocabulaire courant. Je suis allée revoir son origine au dictionnaire. C’est un mot qui date du Moyen-Age. Il était pacifique à la base, signalant qu’il fallait éteindre l’âtre pour la nuit afin d’éviter des incendies.
Puis il a été utilisé dans des contextes plus belliqueux. Eteindre toute source de lumière pour ne pas révéler sa présence à l’ennemi.
Notre ennemi à nous il est invisible, mais tout le monde en parle, beaucoup, … parfois trop. La nuit il vient me hanter avec cette question qui me tourne en tête.
Quand la Vie reviendra t’elle ?
Anne-Marie T
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