poem – Fleeting Wor(l)ds

Lightening storm

25 February 2026

We are in a storm We are THE storm
Of unexpecting Of overwhelming Of transcending … More Lightening storm

For a few weeks, I woke up every time at the exact same hour. 3 am. To start a nice two hours insomnia. Yet, I am not the kind to wake up in the middle of the night. I am more of a before falling asleep insomniac. When I looked for the meaning of that specific time of the night, between 3 and 5 am, I learned it was sadness and grief hour. Then, I was sad indeed and definitely getting ready for my next symbolic grief. … More Burning heart hour

Libert’Y

11 February 2023

Static ElectricityFrom the HeartIn a StratoSpheric World She Knows Sizzling IdeasFrom the AirFrom the Soul She Sees Inspired geniusFrom the exhaledGraceShe Thinks EtheReal Her trans-parent EyesSee through layers of timeHer transLucid EyesWaver From Tomorrow to After Volatile and high voltagedShe steals the used and old broken soulShe blows new airNew thoughtsBrand New Old Volatile and … More Libert’Y

As Minerve turns into Félines

11 September 2021

I almost fail this post The nothing overruling me, my inspiration is gone But then Minerve rises But then her wisdom strikes And Minerve turns into Félines I almost bury this post I now give it a new name Since Aphrodite has joined My accidental keyboard And Minerve turns into Félines … More As Minerve turns into Félines