This week, the rolling countryside of the Charente Maritime in the small village of Romegoux contemplates their eyes and feet in the mud. In the firing line, "high" that comes in the trees, the high voltage lines, the roofs of houses, tiled walls ...
My choice, very industrial: a slender tower, graceful, a totem technology that dominates a valley floor wet.
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Up there, the clouds bow
They stretch out their long fingers of cotton
Towards the heavy earth grieve,
Towards the inaccessible valley
The slope gives the soft vertigo
Greens and blues in the furrows,
Silvers, reflecting a water liege
With seaweed and swirls
Cat perched and clouds looked
A gray day in the valley and perched
Clouds When cats looked
shows up the night sky
Another effort to tender
Touching one end of a wing
The ash-colored dove
Before the rain tangling
A Tightrope fun on a wire
An acrobat spasmodic, of telephone poles
When the sky is languishing disorder
He started the last dance
And its members humid voltage
Getting drunk and blur the balance
Finally the cloud disintegrates
Se transcends a drizzle
Farewell to heaven static
Who height ruminate
Cat perched and clouds looked
A gray day in the valley
Clouds and cats perched looked
When to tip the starry night
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