On the road ..

On the road to montreuil sur mer

Like a fast rolling film
changing from one frame to the next
a vista of the world in motion
playing out on a glass window
from inside a moving car
pleasurable sketches to these tired eyes
of lands that I have never walked on
yet happy to pluck those images
and pickle them in my memory jar
cheering this soul from the humdrum
of peregrination


First to catch my sight ..
the sculptured trunks of cherry trees
in their half-dress of young spring leaves
half shedding the stubborn pink petals of yesterday blossoms
some still dancing playfully with the wind
some ended scattered on the grass
like confetti after a happy wedding

While on the ground ..
garnishing the green grasses
sprouting wildly here and there
in bunch or hermits in their own spaces
yellow dandelions and white daisies
such tiny beauties
such welcoming sight
to the place unfamiliar to me
but inviting all the same

And yonder ..
the vast continuous plain
of pastoral landscape
of endless fields
of changeable colours

Standing to attention ..
cohorts of rapeseeds
of thousand stalks
with yellow blooms

Against the blue skyline ..
carpets of furrowed fresh dark earth
turned upside down by a lone tractor
crawling sluggishly as if time is insignificant
under a charitable sun
and equally generous sky

France Tuesday, May 07, 2013