http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.beles cris d'écritsfrSat, 02 Jan 2010 07:22:44 +0100http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rssSkynet Blogs RSS generator 260Général <p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Elle a dessin&eacute; les temp&ecirc;tes</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Elle a naufrag&eacute; tout son &ecirc;tre</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Avoir ce qu'elle veut</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Son &acirc;me et bien mieux</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>et</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>garder ce qu'elle veut</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>N'est pas &eacute;toile des voeux</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Tout s'efface</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Quand m&ecirc;me...</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/7557947/natalement#commentsSat, 02 Jan 2010 19:22:44 +0100http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/7557947/natalementGénéral <p>M&ecirc;me si fuir devient un d&eacute;tail</p><p>j'veux changer</p><p>m'ennivrer</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>Chez lui mon &acirc;me d'&eacute;mail</p><p>se fissurer et</p><p>mordre l'&eacute;t&eacute;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>changer</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6266606/changer#commentsSat, 20 Sep 2008 18:27:09 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6266606/changerGénéral <p>pas envie de demain</p><p>pas envie d'affronter</p><p>les regards</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>pas envie de demain</p><p>je sens d&eacute;j&agrave; le coup</p><p>de cafard</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6183696/pas-envie#commentsMon, 25 Aug 2008 21:13:41 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6183696/pas-envieGénéral <a href="http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6178060/les-echos-mauves-extrait">Cliquez ici</a>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6178060/les-echos-mauves-extrait#commentsSun, 24 Aug 2008 10:17:10 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6178060/les-echos-mauves-extraitGénéral <p><span style="font-size: small;">Les &acirc;mes, nos rimes</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">Sont l'essentiel</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">je me f&acirc;ne, le crime</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">et de m'&eacute;loigner d'elle</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">Mais tu me ram&egrave;nes</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">&agrave; la r&eacute;alit&eacute; du tendre</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">je ne connais pas la peine</span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;">quand tu es sur mon ventre</span></p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6174776/la-realite#commentsSat, 23 Aug 2008 08:03:05 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6174776/la-realiteGénéral <p><span style="font-size: medium;">Pourquoi est-il si difficile..</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">d'&ecirc;tre une lecture...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Les mots se font exil</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">L&acirc;ches nervures</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Je passe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">P</span><span style="font-size: medium;">ourquoi la confusion</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">d'&ecirc;tre tant lue</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Les tendres confessions</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Une r&eacute;ponse nue</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Je passe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images_v2/000/003/022/20080822/dyn008_original_140_500_jpeg_3022_483f775dab52e730e665ac61e22eda96.jpg" alt="49368" border="0" /></p><p>&nbsp;</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6172237/je-passe#commentsFri, 22 Aug 2008 09:58:03 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6172237/je-passeGénéral <p>Je songe &agrave; un autre ailleurs</p><p>Une nouvelle &acirc;me vient se glisser</p><p>en moi</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>je songe &agrave; un autre meilleur</p><p>une nouvelle arme comme papier</p><p>l&agrave;-bas</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6172022/nbsp#commentsFri, 22 Aug 2008 08:40:33 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6172022/nbspGénéral <p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">sentir le vide</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">quand tu es parti</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">sentir l'angoisse</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">quand le premier cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">"le paradis n'est pas</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">&agrave; c&ocirc;t&eacute; de toi</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">il n'existe pas</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">tu es mon roi</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">le paradis n'est pas</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">&agrave; c&ocirc;t&eacute; de moi</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">tu es l&agrave; tout l&agrave;</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">tu es ma vie sans effroi"</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">sentir l'amour</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">quand contre moi</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">j'ai senti le jour</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size: large;">me dire un autre moi</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: left;"><img border="0" alt="evu_mylene_farmer_10" src="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images_v2/000/003/022/20080821/dyn004_original_400_181_jpeg_3022_2c8eaea8023d4dac1de8059027ffc86c.jpg" /></p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6169960/sentir#commentsThu, 21 Aug 2008 14:46:44 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6169960/sentirGénéral <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">Je reviens parce que...</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">Je retiens son absence</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">Mais j'ai connu le ventre</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">et la pr&eacute;sence</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">je reviens parce que</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">Je soutiens une chance</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">d'&ecirc;tre heureuse une fois</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">tout est en bas</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">de moi..</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">je reviens parce que</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">je reviens parce que</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">raturer les mots</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">est ma survie</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Garamond;">loin d'ici</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" alt="se" src="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images_v2/000/003/022/20080820/dyn001_original_193_789_jpeg_3022_de7328ac564af08b1630ebbc1546aeed.jpg" /></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6168336/je-reviens-parce-que#commentsWed, 20 Aug 2008 22:18:02 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6168336/je-reviens-parce-queGénéral <p><span style="color: #e3e3e3; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">Sentir l'autre dans les flots</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">La voir flotter dans les maux</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">La comprendre mieux que personne</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">Et pourtant la laisser pour morne...</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">"des papillons noirs sur les yeux</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">sous l'&eacute;cume la vie elle la veut</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">mais tout est sombre et seul</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font style="font-size: small;" face="Lucida Handwriting" size="3"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">Lui la sortira du linceul"</span></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px;"><font face="Lucida Handwriting" size="2"><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">(extrait I: carnet: Ma r&eacute;surrection)</span></span></font></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Handwriting'; font-size: 13px;">DEUXIEME PARTIE DU SITE&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">MA RESURRECTION</div><div style="text-align: center;">MA VIE</div><div style="text-align: center;">MES MONTS</div><div style="text-align: center;">ENTRE LES LIGNES</div><div style="text-align: center;">ENTRONS ENTRONS</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" alt="oeil" src="http://blogsimages.skynet.be/images_v2/000/003/022/20080820/dyn001_original_400_345_jpeg_3022_ec51c6e1c7e4674a11bb0feffa468e71.jpg" /><br /><br /></div><p>&nbsp;</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6168303/partie-ii-ma-resurrection#commentsWed, 20 Aug 2008 22:10:15 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6168303/partie-ii-ma-resurrectionGénéral <p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Avancer la pluie sur le visage</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Qu'importe j'aime toutes les nages</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Apr&egrave;s les matins arides</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">je sais me taire dans les aurores humides</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">et j'aime boire pour oublier</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">et j'aime te dire que j'aimai</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">les yeux que tu me faisais</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">quand nous &eacute;tions loin</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">l&agrave;-bas</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">si loin</span></span></p><div class="ratepost">THE END<!----></div>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6123676/loin#commentsTue, 05 Aug 2008 23:01:19 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6123676/loinGénéral <p>dans mes cachotteries</p><p>je r&ecirc;ve de lui l&agrave; nuit</p><p>compagnon qui s'enfuit</p><p>enjoindre qu'il reste ici</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>le d&eacute;part est une image noire</p><p>qui me donne les ombres inertes</p><p>d&eacute;pourvue de toutes id&eacute;es je narre</p><p>les cycles des saisons se perdent....</p><p>&nbsp;</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6081162/les-matins-humides#commentsTue, 22 Jul 2008 08:42:58 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6081162/les-matins-humidesGénéral <a href="http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6077955/reintroduction">Cliquez ici</a>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6077955/reintroduction#commentsMon, 21 Jul 2008 09:09:26 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6077955/reintroductionGénéral <p>tout est vide sans toi</p><p>simplement banalement sans toi</p><p>je n'&eacute;cris plus que pour toi</p><p>aller ailleurs dans un autre &eacute;moi</p><p>pour toi</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6041753/toi#commentsTue, 08 Jul 2008 22:28:28 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6041753/toiGénéral <p>c'est forc&eacute;ment du luxe que de t'entendre</p><p>de te voir et de me surprendre</p><p>c'est forc&eacute;ment absurde de me m&eacute;prendre</p><p>sur tes attentions et ta voix qui peuvent</p><p>me prendrent</p><p>me pendrent</p>http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6030666/forcement#commentsFri, 04 Jul 2008 22:30:01 +0200http://caroleetsesmots.skynetblogs.be/post/6030666/forcement