{"id":15277,"date":"2021-01-31T04:53:50","date_gmt":"2021-01-31T03:53:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=15277"},"modified":"2021-02-01T05:20:52","modified_gmt":"2021-02-01T04:20:52","slug":"ptit-chene","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=15277","title":{"rendered":"P&rsquo;tit Ch\u00eane"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Pour l&rsquo;Herbier de po\u00e9sies, Adamante,<a href=\"https:\/\/imagesreves.blogspot.com\/2021\/01\/page-170-larbre-creusois.html\"><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><strong> ICI,<\/strong><\/span><\/a> nous propose d&rsquo;\u00e9crire sur une de ses photos personnelles\u00a0 : L&rsquo;arbre creusois<\/p>\n<p>.<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-15278\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/117598679_665065997438166_5820280355656703207_o.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/117598679_665065997438166_5820280355656703207_o.jpg 480w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/117598679_665065997438166_5820280355656703207_o-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Il est un lieu, loin, tr\u00e8s loin, o\u00f9 pousse une petite for\u00eat. Parler de for\u00eat est peut-\u00eatre excessif\u00a0 car les gens du coin la nomment \u00ab\u00a0Le bois sans nom\u00a0\u00bb. Pour y parvenir il faut traverser prairies, ruisseaux et mar\u00e9cages; des ronciers imposants; une m\u00eal\u00e9e inextricable d&rsquo; herbes hautes et d&rsquo;arbustes exub\u00e9rants.<\/p>\n<p>D&rsquo;hiver \u00e0 l&rsquo;automne<\/p>\n<p>Sur la carte routi\u00e8re<\/p>\n<p>Une tache verte<\/p>\n<p>Cette sylve, si difficile d&rsquo;acc\u00e8s, est pr\u00e9serv\u00e9e des hommes et de leurs cogn\u00e9es; des voitures 4X4 et du hurlement des motos tout terrain.<\/p>\n<p>L&rsquo;ombre des arbres<\/p>\n<p>Leur noirceur si effrayante<\/p>\n<p>Chape de silence<\/p>\n<p>Mais, ce n&rsquo;est qu&rsquo;une apparence, un leurre de Ga\u00efa. Car, derri\u00e8re ce rideau inqui\u00e9tant, tout un monde saute, court ou rampe. Le lapin d&rsquo;Alice secoue\u00a0 sa montre gousset\u00a0 en se lamentant bruyamment: \u00ab\u00a0En retard! Je suis en retard!\u00a0\u00bb. Alice aussi est en retard&#8230; d&rsquo;une histoire. Deux gros escargots unissent leurs destins tandis que le concert des grillons couvre leurs \u00e9bats. Bambi parle \u00e0 une pervenche au bleu irr\u00e9el. Et l&rsquo;ours Baloo\u00a0 compose une berceuse pour Mowgli. C&rsquo;est un autre monde o\u00f9 le merveilleux r\u00e8gne en ma\u00eetre.\u00a0 O\u00f9 les arbres ont le don de parole. Tenez, justement, j&rsquo;en vois un qui se penche pour mieux \u00e9couter la chanson de la vie.<\/p>\n<p>Harmonie dor\u00e9e-<\/p>\n<p>La ronde des champignons<\/p>\n<p>Celle des mouches<\/p>\n<p>P&rsquo;tit Ch\u00eane \u00e0 la voix fl\u00fbt\u00e9e<\/p>\n<p>Se joint au merle siffleur<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n<p>MMR ( tous droits r\u00e9serv\u00e9s)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Pour l&rsquo;Herbier de po\u00e9sies, Adamante, ICI, nous propose d&rsquo;\u00e9crire sur une de ses photos personnelles\u00a0 : L&rsquo;arbre creusois . Il est un lieu, loin, tr\u00e8s loin, o\u00f9 pousse une petite for\u00eat. Parler de for\u00eat est peut-\u00eatre excessif\u00a0 car les gens du coin la nomment \u00ab\u00a0Le bois sans nom\u00a0\u00bb. Pour y parvenir il faut traverser prairies, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[900],"tags":[132,61,1299,228,37,487,1297,313,262,32,59,1298],"class_list":["post-15277","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lherbier-de-poesie","tag-arbre","tag-bleu","tag-chene","tag-foret","tag-haikus","tag-merle","tag-merveilleux","tag-mouche","tag-oiseau","tag-ombre","tag-or","tag-sylve"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15277","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15277"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15277\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15296,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15277\/revisions\/15296"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15277"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15277"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15277"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}