{"id":6496,"date":"2017-12-22T13:54:35","date_gmt":"2017-12-22T12:54:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/?p=6496"},"modified":"2017-12-22T13:54:35","modified_gmt":"2017-12-22T12:54:35","slug":"deux-poemes-de-maissa-boutiche-ain-benian-alger-algerie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/2017\/12\/22\/deux-poemes-de-maissa-boutiche-ain-benian-alger-algerie\/","title":{"rendered":"Deux po\u00e8mes  de Maissa Boutiche &#8211; Ain Benian \u2013 Alger-  Alg\u00e9rie"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_4887\" style=\"width: 235px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/12313570_659252470883972_6129519879690416133_n.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4887\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-4887 size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/12313570_659252470883972_6129519879690416133_n-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/12313570_659252470883972_6129519879690416133_n-225x300.jpg 225w, http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/12313570_659252470883972_6129519879690416133_n.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-4887\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Maissa Boutiche<\/p><\/div>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/adult-1844942_960_720.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6497 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/adult-1844942_960_720-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/adult-1844942_960_720-300x199.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/adult-1844942_960_720-768x510.jpg 768w, http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/adult-1844942_960_720.jpg 960w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Errance<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Je ne fais que passer et repasser<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Dans les poches de ma m\u00e9moire, mes souvenirs<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Les bleus de mon enfance et la gaiet\u00e9 de mes quartiers\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>O\u00f9 les enfants malgr\u00e9 les temps durs riaient et dansaient<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Quand\u00a0 aux adultes amoureux avec leurs r\u00eaves<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Entre les coquelicots et les foug\u00e8res, r\u00eavassaient.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Je ne suis l\u00e0 que pour une courte visite<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Humer l\u2019odeur de mon home<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>De\u00a0 l\u2019\u00e9lan de mon c\u0153ur,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Toucher ses vieux murs silencieux, les embrasser \u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Je ne fais qu\u2019une escale tel un matelot voyageur<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Afin d\u2019estomper mes s\u00e9quelles<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Et revivre les moments de joie, de diablesse enfantine,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Rem\u00e9morer l\u2019innocence qui \u00e9tait Reine,\u00a0 jadis\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Oh r\u00eaves roses, bleus et bleus et amour absent\u00a0!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Qu\u2019en est-il de la beaut\u00e9 de ma ville,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Ses nuits romantiques et paisibles<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Et ses tenues qui caressaient les chevilles\u00a0?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Qu\u2019en est-il de ses traits qui \u00e0 leur passage par respect<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Telles des ombres,\u00a0 s\u2019effa\u00e7aient ?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Oh terre de mes a\u00efeux, apaise mon errance,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Parle au temps qui n\u2019est plus cl\u00e9ment<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>De mon c\u0153ur d\u2019enfant\u00a0!<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Dis-lui qu\u2019en est de cet amour\u00a0?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Si\u00e8ge-t-il encore toujours au mont de ma ville<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>O\u00f9 s\u2019est lui aussi effac\u00e9\u00a0?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Qu\u2019en est-il de ses amours\u00a0?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Dessine-t-il encore sur les troncs des arbres centenaires<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Deux c\u0153urs par une fl\u00e8che transperc\u00e9s ?<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/arton968.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-6498\" src=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/arton968-226x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"226\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/arton968-226x300.jpg 226w, http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/arton968-768x1019.jpg 768w, http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/arton968-772x1024.jpg 772w, http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/arton968.jpg 789w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 226px) 100vw, 226px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Y a que les grands qui sont anonymes !<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Y\u00a0 a que les grands qui sont anonymes !<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle est l\u00e0, elle est ailleurs<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Savourant sa vie en solitaire.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Au son de son pas, bat son c\u0153ur<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Fou amoureux et si r\u00eaveur<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>M\u00e8re, terre et sa bleue<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Couleur d\u2019azur, regard de son d\u00e9funt p\u00e8re<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle est l\u00e0, s&#8217;assied par terre,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Sort de son sac son vieux miroir,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Enl\u00e8ve son foulard, le jette en l\u2019air,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Hume profond\u00e9ment l\u2019odeur de sa terre<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Se dit tout bas avec un sourire\u00a0:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Ya que les grands qui sont anonymes !<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle n\u2019est pas Grande, mais bien dans sa peau,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Dans le souffle du vent, elle se sent mieux,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Suit son chemin en rasant les murs,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Silhouette fr\u00eale, regard timide,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Solitaire avec sa plume<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Griffonne des aquarelles sur les murs.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle se sent nulle et parfois rien du tout<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>M\u00eame pas une goutte dans sa belle bleue<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Pas m\u00eame un grain de sable, sur sa terre brune.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Sourire amer, aux coins des l\u00e8vres<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Mais comme les Grands, elle ne regrette rien.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle est anonyme, mais si sensible<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>A la moindre brise, elle est \u00e9prise.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle est l\u00e0, vit et existe<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Dans son monde de solitude.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle suit son r\u00eave qui est la s\u00e8ve.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>De la source de l\u2019amour, elle s\u2019abreuve,<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Assouvit sa soif de ses odes et ses beaux r\u00eaves<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Dans son regard l\u2019amour d\u00e9borde.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Venue la nuit, la lune la borde<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Elle lui narre, elle lui conte<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Son plus beau r\u00eave de femme de l\u2019Alg\u00e9rie profonde\u00a0!<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Errance Je ne fais que passer et repasser Dans les poches de ma m\u00e9moire, mes souvenirs Les bleus de mon enfance et la gaiet\u00e9 de mes quartiers\u00a0 O\u00f9 les enfants malgr\u00e9 les temps durs riaient et dansaient Quand\u00a0 aux adultes amoureux avec leurs r\u00eaves Entre les coquelicots et les foug\u00e8res, r\u00eavassaient. 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