else

At the stroke of twelve
Somewhere else,
Confetti flies.

waves

l'air de rien #114 (Hugo Wolf) from cloudsandsea on Vimeo.

merry christmas (belated)

December from 328 Stories on Vimeo.

empty

                       drawn by Louise aged 10


The long silence
Of an angry friend,
The quickly beating heart.

sheets

In bed
Slipping into mushroom sheets,
The rainy season!

sand

Shoveling driveway
At low tide.
The evening sand crab.

pale

The flooded fields,
Let me swim with you
Lonely Brahman. 

bitter

After christmas dinner 
Gift of plastic santa, 
Bitter chocolate.

flight

Hiding from rain
A moth takes time
Out.

beach

Taken from the beach
The sea shell 
Never looks as good.

dim

Over the horizon
A dim lightbulb hanging.
Lunar eclipse!

dust

A small portion 
Of moondust
For dinner.

suit

Bathing in moonbeams. 
Wearing a silver suit 
For midnight swim.

paris by boat at night

l'air de rien #105 (Paris by night on the seine) from cloudsandsea on Vimeo.

Under

Under the table
The bachelor disappears
Over holidays

imagine

The morning crows 
Cannot imagine
The morning fish.

glued

Glued to the road,
Very last pirouette,
The white butterfly.

Taulignan

l'air de rien #77 from cloudsandsea on Vimeo.

leaves

Morning thunderstorm
Making home in the spider webs;
Eucalyptus leaves.

fog

The lone bird
Yelling into 
Thick fog

hurt

No bandage 
For the alcoholic
Hurt by the truth.

white

Ocean at dusk
Eating up my white legs.
Who spoke of sharks?

alone

A plateful of stars,
My evening dinner
Alone with crickets.

orange

Year after year,
The young orange tree
Which refuses to grow.

beads

Of the heavy air
Beads of sweat
Which do not die

l'air de rien #61 (Maroc)

l'air de rien #61 (can on a hot tile roof) from cloudsandsea on Vimeo.

Edouard Hayem 1932 - 2010

bonjour amis d'Edouard!

Nous avons tant aime sa delicatesse.... voici un petit extrait sur youtube.

Ce jour la j'avais recu un nouveau appareil video mais comme vous allez constater je n'avais pas encore mis en main.!!

Mais quand j'ai vu Edouard dans le jardin j'ai vite pris cet appareil et le filmait.... pas terrible mais le cote "flou" n'est pas de tout ininteressant pour tous qui aimait Ed.

Ca fait justice quelquepart

je n'ai pas email adresse de Jacques et Francoise ni pour la famille Hayem.... si vous pouvez faire suivre a tous d'autres qui aime Ed.

Merci

Je vous embrasse tous

chris

chaulk

Inky sky!
Let me connect your stars 
With white chaulk!

fire

After a quarrel, 

Flying out of empty room,

The words of fire.

doves

Pair of mourning doves.

Evening lament

For old bachelor.

wet

After days of rain,
The frog's wet song
Drowning the trees. 

tiny

Gurgling gutters,
Home to green frogs
and tiny songs.

white

Under rainy sky
No umbrella for the bull
Or the white egret.

wire

Between barbed wire,

Like me, the old bull

Looks for something more.

last

So long Mr Toad!

Your last rainy night vigil.

The bright headlights.

star

Twilight beach.
Finding first star,
Then the next one.

Athens

light

Dinner time.
The evening frog
By the light bulb.

blue

Look! blue butterflies!
Over there, even more.
Where's the parade?

sand then sea

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even

Even pity 
For the poisoned 
Cockroach, reviled.

roses

Where have I put lost mind?

Next to roses

Or cockroaches?

air

Faucets of cricket

Dripping into the air,

Off, and on again.

time

Across time zones
My indifferent Swatch 
Ticks off time on Earth.

rice

Rain storm last night.

Sound of rice paper crinkling,

Dreams of house on fire.

soap

Outdoor shower,

Looking for a bar of soap

Finding the moon.

moon

  

Full moon

Confused

By week of rain. 

sunday

An empty Sunday, 
Waiting in vain for the Muses,
Please ring your bells.

cautious

Cautious rain,

Even more cautious; birds

Hiding in the trees.



 

green

Only the kangaroo
Makes
The lawn green.

feathers

Wind ruffles feathers
Over the sand carefully

Thin magpie with limp.

petals

While trimming rose bush

Memory of your petals,

The throbbing leaves.

crazy!

Always pessimist,

This guy drives the clouds crazy!

Smell the air they say.

beach

Dog-doo on the beach

Plastic bags and tied with bows.

No dog would do this.

moan

Under starry night
I would push your buttons
to hear your moon moan.

wide

Bougainvillea
Year after year grows,
Now, as wide as me!

daft

Tonight, just a fly screen
Protecting me from you,
Daft moth.

ducks

The hard rain
Who can hear the ducks on the pond...
The biting mosquitos?