{"id":319,"date":"2008-10-01T20:05:36","date_gmt":"2008-10-01T18:05:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/?p=319"},"modified":"2008-10-01T20:05:36","modified_gmt":"2008-10-01T18:05:36","slug":"flocons","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/?p=319","title":{"rendered":"Flocons"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"center\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 418px; height: 217px;\" src=\"http:\/\/www.poesianne.com\/bibliotheque\/winter_KissDesign001b.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"296\" height=\"283\" \/><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><\/strong>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><span style=\"color: #4a9cbb; font-family: AucoinLight;\"><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><em><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 14px; height: 19px;\" src=\"http:\/\/www.poesianne.com\/bibliotheque\/snowflake.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"36\" height=\"39\" \/>FLOCONS<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 14px; height: 19px;\" src=\"http:\/\/www.poesianne.com\/bibliotheque\/snowflake.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"36\" height=\"39\" \/><\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong><em><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"width: 14px; height: 19px;\" src=\"http:\/\/www.poesianne.com\/bibliotheque\/snowflake.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"36\" height=\"39\" \/><\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #4a9cbb; font-family: AucoinLight;\"><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\">\u00a0<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>\u00a0\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Mille \u00e9toiles de diamants tourbillonnent<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Le sol rev\u00eat un somptueux linceul blanc.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Le temps se fige, en un tableau inachev\u00e9.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Des seins de glace scintillants lourds de laitance <\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Se profilent au loin et d\u00e9chirent l\u2019 horizon.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>La terre est froide, elle a clos sa bouche givr\u00e9e.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>La blancheur du paysage, \u0153uvre d\u2019un peintre<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Qui, de sa palette a banni toute couleur<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Perp\u00e9tuelle qu\u00eate d\u2019une puret\u00e9 originelle.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>L\u2019\u00e9cho du silence adoucit le son de la cloche<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Cristalline qui au loin r\u00e9sonne timidement.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><strong>Chut\u2026 laissons dormir le printemps.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0 FLOCONS \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0 Mille \u00e9toiles de diamants tourbillonnent Le sol rev\u00eat un somptueux linceul blanc. Le temps se fige, en un tableau inachev\u00e9. Des seins de glace scintillants lourds de laitance Se profilent au loin et d\u00e9chirent l\u2019 horizon. La terre est froide, elle a clos sa bouche givr\u00e9e. La blancheur du paysage, \u0153uvre [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-319","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/319","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=319"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/319\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":320,"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/319\/revisions\/320"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=319"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=319"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poesianne.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=319"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}