haiku


church use faith
to sell superstition
for free cash flow

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © coco ;))

trod


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 ;))

acrostic


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 ;))

kindergarten


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 ;))