{"id":25,"date":"2011-05-17T00:11:02","date_gmt":"2011-05-17T00:11:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alexis.nuagedstete.com\/blog\/?p=25"},"modified":"2012-03-11T15:46:47","modified_gmt":"2012-03-11T15:46:47","slug":"lunaire-quinte","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/lunaire-quinte\/","title":{"rendered":"Lunaire Quinte"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Je ne pense plus rien. Ondoyants, ondulants,<br \/>\nLes tout derniers restes de la chaleur du jour<br \/>\nGlissent dans les d\u00e9sairs, poissons froids et br\u00fblants.<br \/>\nIls ont leur volont\u00e9, font d&rsquo;absurdes d\u00e9tours.<\/p>\n<p>Comme une mar\u00e9e d&rsquo;or, l&rsquo;ardent flot de lumi\u00e8re<br \/>\nSubmerge mon \u00e2me, cette liqueur sucr\u00e9e<br \/>\nQui est, malgr\u00e9 son go\u00fbt, l&rsquo;essence prisonni\u00e8re<br \/>\nD&rsquo;un long flacon de verre, un calice sacr\u00e9.<\/p>\n<p>La bouteille \u00e0 la mer de ce corps indolent<br \/>\nD\u00e9rive dans l&rsquo;aube, vogue dans l&rsquo;infini,<br \/>\nS&rsquo;\u00e9choue sur la plage des r\u00eaves envo\u00fbtants,<br \/>\nOublie la vie d&rsquo;en bas, celle qui est finie.<\/p>\n<p>Apr\u00e8s des secondes qui sont des mill\u00e9naires,<br \/>\nRampant sur le sable, ce vieux corps se r\u00e9veille.<br \/>\nIl se laisse emporter par la houle solaire,<br \/>\nEt s&rsquo;\u00e9loigne bient\u00f4t des rives du sommeil.<\/p>\n<p>Il regagne son lit, le temps reprend son cours.<br \/>\nJe quitte les r\u00eaves de gr\u00e8ves lumineuses.<br \/>\nSous mes yeux, des haillons de feu et de velours<br \/>\nDansent dans une aurore irr\u00e9elle et gracieuse.<\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-flattr-button\"><a class=\"FlattrButton\" style=\"display:none;\" href=\"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/lunaire-quinte\/\" title=\" Lunaire Quinte\" rev=\"flattr;uid:Alexis_Ids;language:fr_FR;category:text;tags:Alexandrins,Lune,blog;popout:0;button:compact;\">Je ne pense plus rien. Ondoyants, ondulants, Les tout derniers restes de la chaleur du jour Glissent dans les d\u00e9sairs, poissons froids et br\u00fblants. Ils ont leur volont\u00e9, font d&rsquo;absurdes...<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Je ne pense plus rien. Ondoyants, ondulants, Les tout derniers restes de la chaleur du jour Glissent dans les d\u00e9sairs, poissons froids et br\u00fblants. Ils ont leur volont\u00e9, font d&rsquo;absurdes d\u00e9tours. Comme une mar\u00e9e d&rsquo;or, l&rsquo;ardent flot de lumi\u00e8re Submerge mon \u00e2me, cette liqueur sucr\u00e9e Qui est, malgr\u00e9 son go\u00fbt, l&rsquo;essence prisonni\u00e8re D&rsquo;un long flacon [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[11,10],"tags":[13,12],"class_list":["post-25","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lunaire","category-poesie","tag-alexandrins","tag-lune"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4m3os-p","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25\/revisions\/26"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inspirationdesurvie.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}