{"id":1940,"date":"2021-05-25T08:00:08","date_gmt":"2021-05-25T06:00:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/?p=1940"},"modified":"2021-05-25T10:05:57","modified_gmt":"2021-05-25T08:05:57","slug":"guillaumes-poems","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/2021\/05\/guillaumes-poems\/","title":{"rendered":"Guillaume’s poems"},"content":{"rendered":"

Image<\/strong>: “Ciel orageux” \u00a9 Pixabay <\/a><\/span>– Licence<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

Author<\/strong>: Guillaume Amstutz<\/p>\n

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Promises<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Didn\u2019t you love the things we shared<\/p>\n

Above the clouds, nothing was heard<\/p>\n

But when you write in this manner<\/p>\n

I see your eyes as they flutter<\/p>\n

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Beyond that veil of sewed words<\/p>\n

I hear your voice, its mellow chords<\/p>\n

And the darkness that it lightens<\/p>\n

My loneliness, it untightens<\/p>\n

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Your promises, glowing in white<\/p>\n

They shine gently, in the moonlight<\/p>\n

A dimming hue, a falling dew<\/p>\n

The distance grew, it\u2019s what you do<\/p>\n

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Soon our vision will be so blurred<\/p>\n

Our moment endlessly deferred<\/p>\n

Holding on, I had some hopes<\/p>\n

Climbing on slippery slopes<\/p>\n

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Clinging to mirrors of sorrow<\/p>\n

All shimmering in my marrow<\/p>\n

Quietly fade but never go<\/p>\n

Your images, darkened snow<\/p>\n

Nowhere to run from your claws<\/p>\n

Grasping softly, lenient jaws<\/p>\n

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Promises of love, covered in black<\/p>\n

Until you dissolve, and turn your back<\/p>\n

I believed the tales in tinted glass<\/p>\n

Their broken shards spilled on the grass<\/p>\n

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Armor<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I\u2019m not wary I\u2019m just cautious<\/p>\n

And sometimes I\u2019m a bit tenacious<\/p>\n

About the things I should let go<\/p>\n

I often cling to what I saw<\/p>\n

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I\u2019m stuck in this armor I wear<\/p>\n

Hardened shell nothing could tear<\/p>\n

It protects me from what I fear<\/p>\n

But my frights are slumbering near<\/p>\n

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Scarred steel on rusty skin<\/p>\n

Scared still in this quiet din<\/p>\n

Burned mail on bleeding hands<\/p>\n

Waiting for the falling sands<\/p>\n

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Creaking, seeking shelter<\/p>\n

Kicking, flicking weather<\/p>\n

Slicking to restore the glimmer<\/p>\n

Shrieking when the light gets dimmer<\/p>\n

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A Battle Chant\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

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At dusk, the battlefield was painted red<\/p>\n

Banners were torn, flying away<\/p>\n

Countless men, on their deathbed<\/p>\n

Dark fell down, with the horses\u2019 neigh<\/p>\n

Ending the pain with black hooves<\/p>\n

Final light fade, the sun moves<\/p>\n

Gazing at the plain, covered by haze<\/p>\n

Horses who strayed, parting their ways<\/p>\n

Inside the ground, its bones are brittle<\/p>\n

Jarred by war, as violence whittle<\/p>\n

Killing in the name of false gods<\/p>\n

Listening always, he applauds<\/p>\n

Money is the love they pursue<\/p>\n

Nothing ever could quench their thirst<\/p>\n

Outside of the blood and the hue<\/p>\n

Praying for some gold, they are cursed<\/p>\n

Quivering in fear, holding their spear<\/p>\n

Riding out of greed, red they smear<\/p>\n

Swords out and feral, they charge on<\/p>\n

The lord could help us, but he is gone<\/p>\n

Uttering softly why he left us<\/p>\n

Vices in disguise it\u2019s treacherous<\/p>\n

Why keep fighting throughout the years<\/p>\n

Xylophones of angels won\u2019t reach our ears<\/p>\n

Yearning for solace victory won\u2019t give<\/p>\n

Zenith over the dust, it\u2019s the last we\u2019ll live<\/p>\n

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Mindless<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Shadows wandering in your mind<\/p>\n

Mind your steps in this cursed land<\/p>\n

Land your feet on the cold stones<\/p>\n

Tones echoing in a far place<\/p>\n

Lace your fingers in the spoiled soil<\/p>\n

Soiled your soul with their grim smiles<\/p>\n

Miles away lays your lost hope<\/p>\n

Hoping one day the sun will rise<\/p>\n

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Rise again, your eyes still dark<\/p>\n

Using your sadness as your bark<\/p>\n

Thought the hell wasn\u2019t so low<\/p>\n

Thought the pain would never go<\/p>\n

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Gone away out of your mind<\/p>\n

Mindless steps in this cursed space<\/p>\n

Pace your heart, the night is long<\/p>\n

Longing for the day to emerge<\/p>\n

Merge your endless pain with mine<\/p>\n

Mindless days and mindless nights<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll hold you until the sun arises<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Image: “Ciel orageux” \u00a9 Pixabay – Licence Author: Guillaume Amstutz   Promises   Didn\u2019t you love the things we shared Above the clouds, nothing was heard But when you write in this manner I see your eyes as they flutter   Beyond that veil of sewed words I hear your voice, its mellow chords And […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1002027,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[65],"tags":[36],"class_list":{"0":"post-1940","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-2021-spring","7":"tag-poetry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1940","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1002027"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1940"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1940\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1940"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1940"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp.unil.ch\/musemagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1940"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}