I Like their Joy I like their joyI like the joy of themI don’t know them but I like their joyIt’s not mine and that’s whyI like it so much Could you please stop thinking of yoursThose stories outspreading from your coreCould please sit to the river with meI know some ducks who need A... Lire la Suite →
Some Other Birds
Some Other Birds Some birds they sing right through your headNobody else can hear them singIt’s like a concert no one’s heardUnder the sea under the dreamIt’s like a Pompeii rehearsalAll in your headProvidential Some birds are black on their branchesSome others white in the sun beamI’m like a bird dry my feathersWith an invisible... Lire la Suite →
The Sedge Has Withered (You Speak Alone)
The Sedge Has Withered(You Speak Alone) It’s always a bit of a desertWhen you speak alonePeople chatting in the chamberBut you speak alone Is it your own burialOr is it your birthdayYou speak true no denialBut alone on your way I think I’m a musicianWaiting for a set listI think I’m no patricianTo be elected... Lire la Suite →
I’m Sorry I Have to Dream
I’m Sorry I Have to Dream I’m very sorry I have to dreamIt’s driving me to mistakesI'm ashamed ofTo shout out bound to the stakeBut I don’t care I’m not sorry I need the glittersFull around on the floor of the chamberShoot me right to the heartI'll make no complain at the encounter They don’t... Lire la Suite →
There’s Only Love to Break the Rules
There’s Only Love to Break the Rules In this landscape so flat zero's the new horizonIt’s no win-win to walk this EarthIn this existence programmed from your birth to combustionI'm afraid you're walking the ground with some kind of a permissionIs there a single oneIs there a single beingTo care about I’m looking for a... Lire la Suite →
Happy birthday Richard. You saved my summer, I don’t know how I missed the beautiful songs you wrote those last twenty years, but, thanks to you, I believe in music, rock’n’roll and poetry (again) in this crazy world of slaves to money and then you die. I’m a lucky man I crossed you meanwhile on... Lire la Suite →
I Feel The Crowd Growing Again
I Feel The Crowd Growing Again I stand aliveAt the border of freedomI pass the bridgeI swear nothing has more seldomHappened to me AtaraxyWelcoming meI feel the sun along the roadI will undress close to the seaAnd let my lungs full extensionUntil I cannot see the shore Now that we’re downI feel the crowd growing... Lire la Suite →
I wanna want I wanna wantI wanna feelI wanna feel a breeze on my skinA breeze that’s all I wanna feelA breeze on my skin I sayThe hand of the wind on my armsI wanna driveAnd drive on and drive up againTill the world makes an end This total bargain I wanna seat at this... Lire la Suite →
Those Filthy Roots
Those Filthy Roots Those filthy rootsPull me back downI’m on a roofLooking downwardFor my escapeI'm the captain of a balloonBeyond the pastBecause timeIn this lifeIs a ropeYou must throw awaySo many voicesSo many talksCome through the fogHarassing meI’m in the skyNo scrutinyI’m only shooting blindlyOn the last opportunity And don’t tell me I’m meanCause I’ve... Lire la Suite →
I’m a Poet in Nørrebro I’m a poet in NørrebroYou wouldn’t think any time below the flow I goI cross the OAnd some hashtag you wouldn’t allowOn lineI’m a poet in Nørrebro this street is mineIt’s gonna be sweet breath and limeI’m not eager but for the sublimeNo word’s too big when you wanna define... Lire la Suite →
Poésie pour le Temps Courant / Poetry for Current Times 