Philosophy First Chapter by Patrick A. Durantou - HTML preview

Dawn approached

 

I

 

I know the words of milk and honey

Words soft if it is an alarm clock

You want this time girlfriend morning

Words in your eyes that die there

 

Weary green ane rav air kiss

The trapped birds gentle seas

Who go by the incredible bays

Knotted in turn son of sand

 

They are united two whisper woods

Next day the lovers do not laugh

One is king, the other to the edge I think

 

I know words that fogs up the sky

Remembrance then come and see

Gold so close to the cross street

 

II

 

Sylphs embrace nightly palace

Near forest moon confides according

A care they have eyes and gold fire May

Their mouths say the length of the days that

 

Pearly waves ocher flowers and lines jet

They thundered those who put them and will go

Ro buckets along the trails loving one leap

To shut a confession that will never tell

 

The hold is like our youth not

One smiled, the other with no regrets promised return

Sky bare or low they are time going

 

Round seasons and feeling of old

They are our tales passengers and beyond

These moments here and there as always we live

 

III

 

Finally you see the bronzed shores

Huge windows to the clouds blotted

You say one word that distills the abyss

Then there no heaven appointed

 

The banks senseless comes the hollow of these seas

Elongated alders have their hearts lined

The water is soft and air this little bitter taste

That makes you forget the revenge Shipwrecked

 

Along the sands of white and gold grains

Three live forgotten summer season benches

The first is me in the winter season and there

Then me sucking the last who loved

 

IV

 

The day fades

Slowness in the dark

Of step j summer Oues

Three words that you claim

Go off like a flame

I'll see you tomorrow serene

Will I see your eyes

My body comes to electric cited

Lost in the maze of bricks

Will I see your eyes

Under these fiber heavens

Will I see your eyes

Under these summer skies

The day fades

Slowness in the dark

That you claim

I will remain as begins

In these streets gestures

You're leaving and I remain

Will I see your eyes

What will my wishes

 

V

 

This indolent snow

It takes that winds

Even if the distance falls asleep

The deaf old dream of ports

 

While sleeping in the hollow sky

The bottom of honeypots valleys

Laughing children playing mimes

And put sweat tops

 

Tonight insolent shadow

To die as bright

Powder flakes and water

Winter descends words

 

VI

 

Gold decimates otherwise endless golden

For a morning remains far from holes

The purple tree sparrow lost smiled at

You're the one rear forests

 

Hello and c 'are the devil t of our not

Before that stomp in the remote case

On one wing of you and it's a sign there

Who knits and away in flight announced

 

What do you say to me I want qu'absente

All misery lights in you

What do you say the sun is a place

 

The kings did wish to laws

Broken fragments and green foliage

What do you say all dream of you

 

VII

 

The vows bloom on winter evenings

Star says the deep January

And illuminates the cold valleys

The thick ice and wind shaded

Who will tell the secret hope

On a beautiful day that I wanted

 

VIII

 

Silver sides and white salt stain

According tablecloths coral sunsets fees

The water shimmers in green lands painless

Like a mirror covers his inclinations tomorrow

 

The sea is so vast to aurora

The shadow undulates are sure to enjoy elk

Reeds at night offer their i nd olents

Droitesse the banks a mistral regrets

 

This sky is bare for you gallant berries

A word plan opens gaping our debates

For what should be love of slow love

 

You are what no one dared imagine

This las flow of these evenings sometimes heartrending

Deep in the sand that I am not with you

 

IX

 

One thought represses

All not undue

At the mercy of words here and there

Step by step, from time

To forge specific tomorrows

 

X

 

A full moon carries the distant faces

Fine opal and one serene trip

Here then also it benefits the aftermath

For that collects the shadows of not cryptic

 

XI

 

The night said the stakes or rebel movements

Over time slumbering souls

And no one knows too round moons

For an air ensures there a feather

 

XII

 

Ages collect their goods

Winter cold summer water slides

The night is so deep that no one knows affluent

I've ille the pale moon to go from square

 

XIII

 

A sign tells time

The moment our eyes

Then came the night that weaves a time

Without eternity he dies

 

Will I see your way in the city

Sounds draw gestures throughout

The narrow corridors not singing anymore

And nothing is the o c éan drowning

 

XIV

 

And our clear desires

By the light of not

Immolating haves gestures

Invariably

 

A nimble jump in slow

Our wishes

Wanders all happiness

Fragi the looks of raven

 

Light approaches

In fleeting edge

We saw a vertigo

Where the possible is near

 

Coral dumb cat eyes

Love keeps watch

Immolating haves gestures

Invariably

 

XV

 

Racy rasgueados bloom palace

Winged weave o mber of the night

And lay dark on time for court

The joyful outbursts of the month of May

 

XVI

 

Pampres riveted

Qu'agrée wind

married Vignes

At all time

 

River quietly

Where do the years

It's fleeting time

Slowly

 

Fixed now

Joy from

Learns night

Moment Laughing

 

XVII

 

The wishes draw a soul vogue

Rigging cling demented pirates

Who go to the ebb and flow without epilogue

From the shore off like huge gulls

They are the systole irradiated summer passions

Mine will be another more beautiful nights

Over time that rocks of starry opals

A path marked with long life of a maze

 

XVIII

 

Night learns stars

If the opal moon of his stolen diamonds

With the wind not offended sparrows

A mobile song surprises the passer

He resumed in nonchalant refrain

Spring you whistle according pen concealment

 

XIX

 

He knows the wind in January

Under the f roidure without food

For roof one plaid

And cries summer love

 

XX

 

Only the nights learns the star

Who will shine next to the breaking

Its systole the ultimate breath

 

XXI

 

Your not disguise a starry night

Where around midnight near the forests,

Songe shadow worried about being liked

A wealthy gesture called us

 

Two beings united the murmur of b ois offer intimate ode, so close that all seems bound. The night dream moons. Next day, the laughter of secret lovers will will cross over.

The memory fogs the memory of a silent grief ...

 

XXII

 

Looks transgress the silence

A not learn the moon

Star says so no name

It is the fleeting gestures edge haves

And this summer will shine for us

 

XXIII

 

Sea deposited a tear

The coral banks that the cradle

Liabilities clouds sail in the distance

All is calm gentle summer comes

 

XXIV

 

An e mouett water away deposits

The gaze of the ocean

Under high clouds opens

The haughty day to clear night

 

XXV

 

A star is hatched the words below

In a lit up distils what no offers

About distinct and ineffable in the spring-season

This light dotted hit a seal of consecration.

Grace is at the front of the flower maidens.

The night is this soft iridescent multitudes of spell

By erupt here and there already ripe fruit that encloses dawn

Morning-secret gestures do éclabousseront more places.

 

XXVI

 

A seagull flies the sun

A wave scratch beginnings

The banks where not sleep

What does the envy day

 

XXVII

 

I see you and you just sometimes

With a light gesture sacrifice my sketches

Your eyes called the night

Everything is so fragile, the moon teaches a breath

 

XXXVIII

 

Now you see violent seas

Bordering at distant shores dolentes

A blast and it's the lure of rain

Who calls the unspeakable name a few nights

 

fled shells ? The foam bathes the day

Silently offered any detour credit

Flux, opal moon where are you going

A poem says his name after all

 

This ocean any of the gods created the

And it is still there become by

This storm roared and even offers a low

 

Clouds hung notes and cries

The torments of the swell unrolled

As one, the unfathomable truth of a well.

 

XXIX

 

A fine clarity makes a dust

The stray wave that teaches the sky

Do you know if we'll nights

E illes in soft water from May

 

XXX

 

Words summer

went in

Winter rain

On the sea

 

boats go

To the long

Gray docks

It's too bad

 

Where are you

Only saw you

Said Heaven

For life

 

XXXI

 

You see reddened Islands

At the mercy of violent seas

You know haves winds

On the banks dolentes

 

white clouds

In heaven yarns

Go without ages

A summer day

 

Fish learn songs

To black and blue backgrounds

A cold sand is swinging

The silence of the abyss forgetful

 

white clouds

In heaven yarns

Go without ages

A summer day

 

Pirates hoisted the gréments

Haunt the night without care

Made-up as gulls

Tides of these countries away

 

white clouds

In heaven yarns

Go without ages

A summer day

 

XXXII

 

The poem lives in the tabular summit

In inflected voice he dresses now

Fixed the hollow assumption of times

Said a wind fragile bird in forests

 

You know violent seas and according vogues

What will our words chiseled strength

If they do not steal the diamonds from a moon

At the option of the opal star of shadows

 

A gesture you laugh and then I rest

Elided Rimes flying along a line

I do not hear sounds backwards

Who will tell the answer seasons

 

XXXIII

 

A prompt air battered wings

Undulates in the breath of a bird

Chant professed to focus aloud

He dresses a moment in the night killing

 

The poem freezes this moment inhabited

By ear surprised constant turmoil

N n t that these misguided merchants

In the humble corner of a roof and singing

 

They will comp the morning without ice age

Here and there with an ode to the threshold

From one day to the delight wise old sky

On the sun drowning so close one eye

 

XXXIV

 

A poem is the name many countries put on weight in the round of the seasons and the dotted eye. His word is sweet and learning aerobatics vertigo. The wind scratches the moon. The sea, this customary innocent. In view of welcoming scenery we pass, birds astray by a learned indolence. What we learn we already know. But it is the lizard fire that we recognize the start. A stranger said his name And the poem is the identity.

 

XXXV

 

All is calm, according. A silent song kept watch.

Eyes coral and jet lines. It's the month of May

of love. A wind pierces the fiber sponges clouds.

Dawn is still his disgrace. Dreams, passengers nights

is this impulsive gift. What is the vastness of a well ?

 

XXXVI

 

The edge is undecided in the shade of a few steps.

And if one evening near the coppice the walker breaks the threshold, it is a place that lies dormant.

The sparrow has claimed. Cool water laughs in lost time. A blast and now frail said hello. Sounds lifted the undecided middle sun. But it is clear that we will join the vacant spaces.

 

XXXVII

 

Rivers say a few fords

Fronted they sing the distance

In a silver fitting and noise

They sit alongside made-up clouds

 

An angry flying dragonfly

Haunts the weeds from May

Who knows whether the summer promises

Days in playful fragrance

 

To which the seas inundate

These secrets rivers plains

Green where noiseless abound

Red flowers and gold queens

 

XXXVIII

 

You want fire days in May

If your joy sprinkles familiar landscapes

If you know the abundant harvest

At the discretion of care soared

 

XXXIX

 

Who says summer day

Close self song

If it is not the celebrated waters

Along the long one month

 

XL

 

Scrums waters

In summer evening

Going throughout

Meadow by leaps and bounds

 

XLI

 

In the shadow of birds

A not transgress the silence

A wing scratched the sun

Then it's a slow-flying cloud

 

A passer neglects the morning

His haste is no promise

Needless heedless of dawn reddened

To who knows what next stop

 

The poem is a place

Which appear offered

Signs of day

Understand the forgetful

 

XLII

 

The poem dresses the clear night

On the wind gives them according

Learning a vertigo

A passenger sprinkles smile

 

What do you dream dormant

On the momentum thousand thoughts

Familiar tales and crazy wings oceans

Walk about with a leap

 

The opal moon reveals nothing

In passing she was his familiar horizons

Who gets lazy song

To direct his steps in the quiet night

 

XLIII

 

The rain scatters familiar places

By the fire at night it gives

The prestige of meetings by words

And has as few situations

 

XLIV

 

Our dreams bordering strange palace

Celebrated the night they descend into fury

On the banks blue from the shores of angels

And morning alongside hundreds of flowers

 

XLV

 

Black night to stray evening

Say quiet spell

On the live so close Friend

Everything seems bound

 

Black night sprinkles

Your beautiful crown

The lily brow color

Girls like Isis

 

Black night say your secret

Also present tender

That morning is disgrace

To have so many loved

 

XLVI

 

Poetry returns to other words. The négats call. Then came the motley procession of mirrors-and pensive eyes. If a wrong pen we add too much to the idea, it is a book that disappears.

 

XLVII

 

Sound of rain

In the street in June

Shut up night told

It's late day

Where are these loops will

I believe nothing deflects

On an endless race

It was late the next day

 

XLVIII

 

Without touches of grace

Flows dotted with swarms

Mute the judgments he approaches

Laughs here and not new

His dreams are unconscious of this concern

Nothing moves until his worried mood

And as for his sayable stir the child

It is the blade of water violet drop

 

XLIX

 

It takes man that pours

Delicate caution care provided

It traces the tracks on a gold balance

 

L

 

Dawn walks a flood indiscreet

uplink cathedral. Laughing at ford

thousand tones adorn the foliage. To the source

a silent watcher drunk gesticulates water silver.

 

The city calls the haughty day

this or that. Who knows who will come ?

This is a safe priced item. vestal

descended the mountains inaugurate places with ripe fruit.

A child smiles at the star. Who will tell the age of laughter ?

 

LI

 

Roaring waters

Colours

white poles

and laughing

 

clouds

Moorings

no ages

sponges

 

You know who

Goes off

Can we say

Next day

 

LII

 

At long on hills

The light air supply insolent her wetness

Nothing precludes an indistinct beyond the test

On the specific dict distilled here and there to the roses

 

Who knows the heavy desire for July

In the languor of a distraught undecided wishes to seriated

Here and there on the slopes

The light air supply insolent her wetness

 

The possible is close but the moment of fracture

It remains to be fleet during languid

As at long on hillsides

The light air insolent offers its moistness.

 

LIII

 

The wave is aging as a puzzle evening

On premises of forgetfulness and silences warned ;

But if the smiles of the old track, we track

Gold still present, it is agile hunters that we will reduce distances.

 

LIV

 

You laugh at ode i nt ime

And it is that gold rings twelve o'clock

But on the trail of lanterns

It's still dark

 

LV

 

The undecided called a tired feeling

For that approach it ensures

If for the sake of primed it operates

It is empty it haunts spheres

 

LVI

 

Night undresses fragile moment

His anthem is battered cloud wind

A moonlight enchants

A tree foliage in the breeze eve

But if on the track voracious lightning

A nothing offends the insolent way

This is a disk and not to opal

We recognize the verge

 

LVII

 

Time flows

From cape to cape

At intervals

Sense of being that seems revoked

To reappear in light of past

 

LVIII

 

It is a dream qu'édulcore perfume

For the sake of honey amber and jasmine

Through the door mounts the sound vow

Just designate another revival

 

Morning accomplice a proud forehead slides

My two hands and agree to the threshold

In all blue tear fixer

That fills easy your eye nothing

 

Noon sings serene sunken gardens

Offering an intimate ode here

Secret source other Sweet Hereafter

 

This moment so I am willing to maxim

Already so fragile yet so far away

He calls it will be some rhymes

 

LIX

 

Dawn smiles to your prospective moments

How few swimming castaways

Depu i s a bank welcomes

Of shiny black pebbles

His reflection mirror of furious star

What are your eyes

What are your words

For a first swooning cries

I sings sweet songs

At your salt and water landscapes

 

LX

 

Limit

From the sky

oblong

blue like

 

Ocean

Huge

A great song

marvel

 

single

Already seen

invited

The perceived

 

LXI

 

Clear water is powdered meadows laughing. Summer shines.

The soul of the mountains reflected in lakes.

The foliage I hung your name. At this young singing bird responds according.

All dance at the discretion of the houses. But who knows if I'll see you sleeping.

 

LXII

 

How many regrets fail on the pitfalls of prayers

And how much love too. If for an air guitar,

whether for a breath of fresh air, a smiling youth comes

flush in good feelings, it's a past that arises,

at least a few impulses. Because prayer is the poor

negligent. Golden was born forgiveness.

At night she rubs ts bank. And through it

Offus q ue is not such a loss of privacy. Spring

came doubtless she will dance alongside confused sighs

to decorate beautifully nascent charms.