look at here, on this wordpress board,
a frog plays on the guitar
something hard to understand
using the language of trod

everybody gets together
insects, martins, butterflies
mumbling, babbling, croak-croak-croak
oy-vey, — they missed an octave

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


Acacia honey, a bit… mon amour 🙂
Cigarettes and coffee as refinement
Ravishing smile, orgasmic, carnal and
Otis Redding with his repertoire…

Sunday’s music, divine ammunition
The tactic’s romance, and concomitant
invite us to hope never giving up
Chic is the acrostic and triumph of love

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


i think you’ve been born
to be a writer, since
from kindergarten you built
willingly an armada of words
using own seventh sense
to see even a scary future
and simultaneously
to get helped, you to escape
living in your own fantasy
and so, helping humanity
with your glam

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


he’s wandering in a story with landscape
from a dreamy realm insurmountable

he’s caught by the drunkenness of pictures
colors and sounds while various fishes

break the water-mirror and water-lilies dance
bathed by the sun and multicolors birds sing

he’s probably Jacques-Yves Cousteau

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


writing as a tool meditation
words lead you to a story
the practice specialize you
and a text is shocking you
conjecture asks for a flattery
oy-vey, but the one who wrote
isn’t a writer, published nothing
usurper isn’t too… so who it is
somebody’s wondering amused

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))

visual art, — Dog Gone Funny by Lucia Heffernan


into love’s apotheosis, — me
fully in the realm of tales
with the murmurs of seas…
but in the nonfictional world
with the inutility of hate,
in the boom-boom of time
with the rumors of the eon
did you ever see a unicorn?
listen to yourself in the mirror

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


an intrusive picture,
your soul incarnated
in flowers so skilled
to obfuscate the liars
using as incantation
the cosmic perfume
fine syllabified by you
today out of the 365

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))


a glance in direction of the sky
warm whispers from the sun
and stars seem a charlatan gift
of an audience in a surplus
of the nothingness
breathing the shadows creativity
between teeth of the moon

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))

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