Blogging · Fiction · Prose · Thoughts

Her red wine smile…

  Her red wine smile swirled about in my glass the last drops reserved to toast the warmth of her smile, The effervescence of being with her, and her ways that rained down upon me like flowers from her rainbows The colors, the colors the warmth of her summer fields the yellows and reds of…… Continue reading Her red wine smile…

Blogging · French · funny · Uncategorized

Ever felt like….

  Ever felt like kicking life in the nuts? I never thought about it, until today. That’s probably because of my French roots. La vie, life in French, is feminine, therefore not owning nuts to swing at. But English life is not… Just think about that!  

Blogging · French · Jukebox · music · Québec

Cyranny’s Jukebox…

  It’s been a while since I last played some music in the Cove… So here’s something different. Loco Locass is a hip hop band that has been in Québec’s musical background since 1995. Hip hop is not my favorite music style, but I really like these 3 guys, and their way to cleverly play…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…

Blogging · Fiction · Prose · stories

The Warmth of the Morning…

    The warmth of her skin next to mine, surpassed the light of the sun encompassing the breadth of the city, I turned my head, and wondered why my fate had led me here, why at this moment, this second, the last breath I took, before I awakened and looked upon her sleeping form,…… Continue reading The Warmth of the Morning…

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Slippers…

Just not Cinderella’s because, well, you all know I am no princess. No, this morning, a little before 5 O’clock, I was getting ready for work when I chose to leave my Winter boots behind, and put on my Summer Denmark hiking shoes. I know hiking shoes are not the sexiest, but my Merrell hikers…… Continue reading Slippers…

Blogging · French · poetry · Prose · Thoughts

Micro poésie du vendredi…

  Tirée vers les bas fonds du sommeil…   Les paupières alourdies par le poids des jours…   Je n’ai rien à craindre ce soir…   Car, je m’envole vers la sécurité de tes bras.