De nuit

                                                                      

                                        la nuit on dit qu' ils sont gris?

 

les clefs

 

 

polar

 

 

Au bord de l' eau trouble

 

 

TAM-TAM

TIME-TIME

 

 

NATIVITE

 

 

La nuisette dentelée

 

LEONTINE AU SOFA

 

LE DANSEUR

 

 

invitation aux voyages

 

 

Charleston Paradise 

 

 

 

PHENIX KATZE

 

                                           

            FUTURA

                                   

 

           

 

                               Râ      

 

 

                                                                                    

                                                                                                                                                       Le Retour de la Lumière      

 

                                                                                                             

                                                                                                               LUNE ROUSSE

                       

                                                                                                                  

                                                                                                                   EXTREMITES

                                                                                                             Savoir la lumière, là où

                                                                                                              les extrémités  cadenas

                                                                                             la retienne...

                                                                                                            juste tourner une clef...

 

 

                                                                                                             

                                                                                                         AGILITY CAT

                                                                                                          sous les lunes

                                                                                                            sur les branches

                                                                                                        elle danse

                                                                                                         brune

                                                                                                                 

                                                                                                      CAT MYSTERIE

                                                                                                        détenir le mystère des chats de sorcière 

                                                                                                       greffier ! écrivez :miaooooooouuuuuu

 

                                                                                                                   

                                                                                                                  RUELLES STORIES

                                                                                                                    Sache que parfois, son ciel est là

                                                                                                                        sur l' asphalte étoilé

                                                                                                                        de ruelles nocturnes

                                                                                                                         et qu' elle rentre à l' aube

                                                                                                                  dormeuse diurne

 

                                                                                                       

                                                                                                   MIDNIGHT-BATH

                                                                            A l' heure où tout glisse, lisse

                                                                                             Les bruits du mouvement et du temps...

                                                                           A l' heure où tout dort, mort,

                                                                                      Le jour, course à la grande Ourse...

                                                                                              Lumière de jouvence et mille fragrences,

                                                                         Baigneront  mille aurores ...

                                                                              Puis, une , puis,une,encore...

 

                                                                               

                                                                                 

                                                                                      FLAMENROCK

                                                                                           Les courbes se tordent

                                                                                          comme on bande des arcs

                                                                                             flèches de regards

                                                                                             et la danse repart

                                                                                              et brûle le rock

                                                                                             rugissante  musique

 

 

 


Commentaires

  • 05 février 2010 09:24 - Sandrine

    J aime beaucoup "les clefs" , un casse tête chinois a l'échelle huamine, les sens dans tout les sens ....
    Que d'inspiration !!!
    Continué comme ça ON ADORE TOUS!!!!
    Bises

  • 25 mai 2008 10:27 - GLORIA

    COMMENT DIRE J'ADORE!!

  • 12 janvier 2008 01:36 - Aline

    Coucou Brigitte, merci beaucoup pour cette séance de photo.
    J'ai adoré, il est tré bien fé le montage... je mis reconai tout a fait dedans.

    merci encore.

    bisoux

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