Paris-2007A Poem by NatachaAbout Paris
I think of you ..
where thoughts rest..amongst a ledge
Where .sailing dreams float adrift.and in motion....to the backdrop of the Seine . the city is a canvas painted with images.... my mind pauses, to take in the still frames -of the motions that move me here click --A snapshot of the beauty undefined . .My eyes close, as the past....falls before me click.. .. the Metro sings with choruses of accordions,and break beats....' a stage to interpret.. the Dialogue of a city embraced in tradition as we hold on to. the past moving us ... cafes to be still in ....As we watch a Parisian night in motion The words and songs and images are buried and .live through the gypsy and urban tales The glass stained ceilings....left their reflections on walls so we can look up to see ourselves as we were ,as we are....to see who we are.... . cobble stone streets.... where our paths cross where the past and present meet where we walk hand in hand ...another carousel spins,.to the melodies of my childhood . I listen to that old familiar song I listen to the overtures of Paris as I am led to a garden of beauty and wonderment click... . © 2011 Natacha |
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Added on August 13, 2008 Last Updated on September 5, 2011 AuthorNatachaSan Diego, CAAboutI used to write when I was younger and always loved creativity in whatever shape or form music,singing,art,dance,etc.. After the age of 15-I did not write until I was 31 ...in 2005 I just started to w.. more..Writing
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