Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

Perfect picture

Copyright Marie Kléber

Blue sky
I can catch it
Between the green
Of the trees

Perfect sight…

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Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

Focus

Copyright Marie Kléber

I believe in something greater
That the sum of our daily
Messy, crazy thoughts

Sometime  I feel trapped
In something I don’t own
A memory
Or the feeling that something
Is not right

People come and go
They imagine
Me
They don’t read between the lines
But outside the paradoxe of their own lives

I try to hide
But it’s too late
I made the first step
And then it’s hard to come back
To where I stand
Before the crack of dawn

I believe in something greater
But I am not ready for the ride
No vision of what’s ahead
Makes me shiver with fright

I need to stay focus
My two feet on the ground
For sending the wrong message
My apologies

Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

New home

Copyright Marie Kléber

Memories are fading
As I am wandering the streets
Of the new place we will live in

Many discoveries to be made
Experiences to be shared
A fresh start
Free of sacrifices

I let the old where it belongs
Embracing the new
The promises of dawn
Displaying its wonderful colors
On sight

 

Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

Over anger

Copyright Marie Kléber

She thinks she’s right
Getting, at least, to the bottom of it

But then realizing that she is missing something
There’s no confort in knowing others are suffering

She’d better off to find inside
What her true feelings are

In between, they will meet
Just two lives connecting
Over anger
Towards peace

Posted in My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

A lifetime

Crédit Marie Kléber

Her voice is slowing down
As another one is taking over
Time has come to look behind

Something is wandering around
Filling her space
With shots of memories

Hidden secrets
She will take with her
Forgotten dreams

She’s tiptoeing past the days
And the trees
The house by the sea
The smiles of old friends
All the things she will miss
And the regrets

She was born
She will die
In between, a lifetime

Dust slipping away
On a dark night…

Posted in Let's talk about..., My midnight blues, Snapshots of my life

A brand new sky

Copyright Marie Kléber

She conquered her freedom
Behind the deep blue veil of the sea

Love was only a mirage
In the exchange of promises
To care and be there – always
Words came and went
Like the wind on a stormy night
They were made of broken glass

Just empty feelings
And nowhere to hide
Emprisonned inside her own mind
And crazy wishes
To end the darkness of her endless night

She set herself free
Found the key to witness the beauty
Of a purple new dawn

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We are many to know that our life is not the way it should be. Yet it’s not always easy to stop the mess we are in. We need time to find our way back to ourselves. Peace and freedom are not illusions. They exist. We just have to stop, look and decide what’s best for us, at one given time. From this place, we can start on a new road. A better one for sure.

How did you start again? When did you know you couldn’t keep going and you had to make a change in your life as it was?

Posted in Let's talk about..., Mister Pop, Snapshots of my life

Just the two of us

Copyright Marie Kléber

Kids love full houses. Voices. And people. And playing. Laughing. Games and big tables. Snacks and treats.

Maybe it’s the hardest part. The one that says, on a daily basis, it’s just the two of us.

Just him and me.

And seeing him missing something. The people. The voices. The fun. The funny part of life. Missing his friends as soon as we are back home. Missing his grand-parents as soon as they are back home.

When I feel down, I feel guilty.

But some days are good. Some days are even great fun. Just the two of us.

But I know he is in need of something more. So we go out. And spend days with family. And we meet people. And I try not to feel blue too often, or at least leave the blues for later. When he is in bed. And I remember the chance we have to be where we are.

We can never be sure to do it right.

We just try our best.

Isn’t it what we all do?

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Rainy days

Copyright Marie Kléber

We can call it a day

You know days. They come and go.

Do we remember each one of them in the vastness of life?

Or do we keep only ones, ones with a difference. Ones with something special. Memories we keep in mind and revisit when we feel like

it’s time to remember something. So other things can make sense.

And when nothing make sense, maybe it’s good to look outside and watch nature unfolding its treasures. Just un front of our eyes.

They say that green is the color of hope. Green is everywhere these days,. Surely, we miss the sun. But rain is giving us this brightness, these colors, so we can breath in the power of nature revealing itself, blooming.

I am like everybody else, I like the warmth of yellow sparks. But I also love the music of the rain, the scent of it, the freshness, I like being in and out, celebrating with nature, watching kids jumping in puddles, with a bright smile on their faces. I love being with people not scared about it. So we can enjoy and feel free together.

Rain is like magical powder that chase away my deepest fears and pains.

How do you feel about rain? Tell me all about it my friends…