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    <pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 21:25:03 +0100</pubDate>    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 21:25:03 +0100</lastBuildDate>    <generator>Over-blog.com RSS 2.0 Engine</generator>    <copyright>Copyright 2010, Marc Antoine Laumonier</copyright>            <category>petits &quot;poèmes&quot;</category>    <docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification/</docs>                        
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        <title><![CDATA[les ricochets et l'enfant]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-les-ricochets-et-l-enfant-37255816.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<span style="color: #888888;"><span style="background-color: #ffffff;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Pierres dont c’est la raison</span><br>
  <br></span></span><br>
  <span style="color: #888888;"><span style="background-color: #ffffff;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">la raison d’être</span><br>
  <span style="font-size: 14pt;">enquillées dans un soleil cru brutal</span><br>
  <span style="font-size: 14pt;">reflètent à mon toucher leur chaleur équilibrée</span><br>
  <span style="font-size: 14pt;">sur les plages où je penche</span><br>
  <span style="font-size: 14pt;">Je lance et fais ricochets maintes fois, face au soleil</span><br>
  <br>
  <span style="font-size: 14pt;">L’enfant rit et me félicite<br>
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        <pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 20:58:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-les-ricochets-et-l-enfant-37255816.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[maritime]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2532556.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: medium;">mes rêves luttent contre des lumières<br>
  ainsi qu'un flot furieux<br>
  l'aurore<br>
  <br>
  teinte mon nez de clown<br>
  <br>
  s'étale la mer de vagues<br>
  et s'immobilise pendant ses larmes<br>
  <br>
  là un marin imaginaire<br>
  gobe une mouette parfaite<br>
  <br>
  et s'envole...<br>
  <br>
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        <pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 20:00:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2532556.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[yeux brouillards]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-6696562.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;">
    <span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma;"><br>
    <br>
    mes yeux brouillards grondent les vitres</span></span><br style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma; color: #ff0000;">
    <span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma;">où les pluies-larmes lentes rousses coulent</span></span><br style=
    "font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma; color: #ff0000;">
    <span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma;">pour ruissellent semblables sur ton corps</span></span><br style=
    "font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma; color: #ff0000;">
    <span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: Tahoma;">corps-plume où ton pubis éclaire en mille sens<br>
    <br>
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        <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 21:52:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-6696562.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[c'est le vent]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2311081.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center; background-color: #ff9900;">
    <span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12pt;"><em><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>
    c'est le vent qui s'évente<br></span><br style="font-weight: bold;">
    <span style="font-weight: bold;">en flairant femmes et fleurs<br></span><br style="font-weight: bold;">
    <span style="font-weight: bold;">et moi je me vautre dans tes veines<br></span><br style="font-weight: bold;">
    <span style="font-weight: bold;">je flâne sur ta peau de feutre<br></span><br style="font-weight: bold;">
    <span style="font-weight: bold;">à vau-l'eau tu viens et vas<br></span><br style="font-weight: bold;">
    <span style="font-weight: bold;">dans les feintes de mes amours frêles<br>
    <br></span></em></span>
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        <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 11:03:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2311081.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[ton corps comme cosse]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-19321530.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;">
    <span style="font-family: arial black; font-size: 14pt;"><em><span style="color: #003300;">à force d'orthographier ton corps<br>
    <br>
    je suis devenu bègue<br>
    <br>
    et ta coiffure aux senteurs de coing<br>
    <br>
    devint ma grande cosse<br>
    <br>
    où en boule "petit pois"<br>
    <br>
    je revisitais notre enfance à<br>
    <br>
    tous les 2<br>
    <br>
    au frais végétal<br></span><br></em></span>
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        <pubDate>Mon, 05 May 2008 22:31:00 +0200</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-19321530.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[nacre moelleuse]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-17380119.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<font color="#333300"><strong><font size="3" face="Tahoma">Nacre moelleuse<br>
  à ta nuque je pose<br>
  mille baisers en prières<br>
  livides ou blêmes<br>
  mes lèvres osent<br>
  tes critères de lune<br>
  <br>
  mon spleen fusant<br>
  en sombre glaise<br>
  ou nappes d’eaux<br>
  cache irritantes ces<br>
  hésitations du vivre<br>
  <br>
  peintre peiné<br>
  aux funérailles<br>
  imaginées<br>
  furoncles violacés<br>
  le pus gicle en artère<br>
  contre ma bien-aimée<br>
  <br>
  ta glaise blanche<br>
  ma faïence guide<br>
  mains propices<br>
  nos errements de peintres<br>
  mélange très coloré</font></strong></font><br>
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    ( tu me dis : fais simple<br>
    alors<br>
    j’arrête d’écrire<br>
    relève la tête<br>
    pour<br>
    te sourire<br>
    narquoisement )
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        <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 22:16:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-17380119.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[Loire gelée]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2347383.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<font size="3" face="Arial"><strong>lunâtre poème glacé<br>
  l'eau qui dure<br>
  et glace grise<br>
  glacial poème givré<br>
  blancs cristaux<br>
  fleuve intensément gisant<br>
  et le ciel : fibrine glauque<br>
  et le temps : feuillure gelée<br>
  et mon amour : gemme<br>
  mal gérée<br>
  <img src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/21/80/07/lune.jpg" alt="" class="DrteTexte" style="width: 185px; height: 128px;"><br>
  <br>
  mon coeur est plein de gerces<br>
  et la Loire lente grasse se berce</strong></font><br>]]></description>
        <pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 12:44:00 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2347383.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[angle]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-7352468.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<font size="3" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">&nbsp; es tu</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ma pierre</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">angulaire</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; mon angle d'</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">incidence</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">en incise</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">au creux</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">en rein</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">les lombes flambent</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">en soleil couchant</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">et plage</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">blanc</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">mon angle</span><br style="font-family: Verdana;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana;">ma pierre<br />j'erre<br />tes rayons<br />incidence<br /><br /><img width="287" height="299" src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/21/80/07/0212.jpg" alt="" class="CtreTexte" /></span></font>]]></description>
        <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 22:32:29 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-7352468.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[il reste / ou]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2006402.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<font size="3" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; il reste &agrave; l'or&eacute;e du soir,</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">du plaisir o&ugrave; : </span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">les &eacute;toiles levant la t&ecirc;te, nuque &eacute;tir&eacute;e,</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">les bruits, la nuit venue, l'accalmie de la canicule, un souffle insignifiant comme une haleine</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">grillons, cigales et le vent des branchages et tant d'autres : le chien du voisin jappant sans fin sa peur du noir ou sa solitude</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sa tristesse de la chaine, de l'oubli humain, sa col&egrave;re</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ou<br /><br style="font-weight: bold;" /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; l'ischium dur sous la peau de cette femme nue couch&eacute;e sur le c&ocirc;t&eacute;, jambes pli&eacute;es en</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">position f&oelig;tale, l'os est &agrave; caresser, la peau est de soie, tout est bien vivant</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">l'&eacute;piderme &eacute;lastique provoquerait &eacute;rection et r&ecirc;ves infinis</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">on souhaiterait effleurer la nuque, pench&eacute;e, on &eacute;tirerait les muscles endoloris<br />ou<br style="font-weight: bold;" /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">les cheveux coup&eacute;s courts d&eacute;signent les pointes des vert&egrave;bres cervicales</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">comme une exhalation d'un parfum, une moelle &eacute;pini&egrave;re quasi amie, une exhalaison de ses odeurs toutes corporelles et imagin&eacute;es, un pur d&eacute;lice des sens si doux ou si brutal</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">la violence masculine est l&agrave;, pr&ecirc;te &agrave; agir, mais les mains sont calmes</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Et puis</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">&agrave; 22 30 h, nu, dans une chaise longue, dans la petite ombre</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">juste le temps de voir deux crapauds &agrave; la queue leu leu</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">se d&eacute;pla&ccedil;ant en paix avec la nuit<br /><br /></span></font>
<div style="text-align: center;"><font size="3" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><img width="300" height="225" style="border: medium solid rgb(0, 0, 128);" class="CtreTexte" alt="" src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/21/80/07/crapaud_commun_cgn_2005_07_01a.jpg" /><font size="1" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">crapaud commun / Photo de L. Scalabre</font></span></font><font size="3" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></font></div>]]></description>
        <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 02:24:42 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-2006402.html</guid>
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        <title><![CDATA[perte de gravité]]></title>
        <link>http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-7252729.html</link>        <description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;"><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">Le sable</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; enfon&ccedil;ant</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">Aux pieds </span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; bien beaux</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; fait fabliaux </span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">La mer tisse</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ocre ou noir sable</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;  fait rimes</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">ainsi : de toi, de vous</span></font><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /><font size="3"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; je m'enfonce sans vous<br /><br /><img width="225" height="300" src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/21/80/07/azay-le-rideau.jpg" alt="" class="CtreTexte" style="border: medium solid rgb(255, 153, 204);" /><br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /></span></font>peinture vue au ch&acirc;teau d'Azay Le Rideau<br style="font-family: Courier New; font-weight: bold;" /></div>]]></description>
        <pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2007 20:49:46 +0100</pubDate>        <guid >http://www.frenchpeterpan.com/article-7252729.html</guid>
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