My America is like a poemwhisperer



My America is like a poemwhisperer

 My America is like a rising sun

 Twin Towers tempest and Walden woods

 Desert gospels and Harlem as a temple

 Oh give me the time of grace

 Even frozen hearts can touch this marigold summer of love


My America is like a bright harvest

 Gone with the dubious wind

 Suzanne is singing sadly

 And Johnny Cash feels hurt

 But sandpipers are waiting for the mermaid of their dreams


My America is like a poemwhisperer

 Tender is her night

 Captain oh my Captain can you feel this dusty wonderland

 Vermont greens and Texas spleen

 Over the rainbow she’s a dancing queen


My America is like a gentle hurricane

 Slate grey children play lonesome and lost

 Scarlett is crying rivers

 But bluebell hope will never die

 Can you smell the colors of our spicy apple pie


My America is like a blowing prayer

 Chestnut drums and sunflowers fields

 Many helpless rivers to cross

 A thing of beauty is a joy forever

 Poets and words swim in strawberry winds


My America is like a milky honeymoon

 Cherry blossoms whistles

 Cristal cities flying forests

 Moonwalks in purple rains

 Sound of silence or smiling Babylons


My America is like a genesis

 Ocean’s stars crossing hearts

 From the Golden Gate to Big Apple

 Sitting Bull sharing peace pipe with Marilyn

 Windmills in the secret of thousand golden roses.


Sabine Aussenac

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Born from a german mother and from a french father between Rhine and Garonne, Sabine Aussenac is a child of Europe. She grew up between mediterranean lights and dark pine forests, Verlaine and Heine, Hugo and Celan.
German teacher, she was a graduate of the poetry of the Holocaust and has also written many poems, essays and short stories. Her first novel, British Kiss, is currently in peer review. Mom of three kids, she lives in Gasconny.











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