{"id":3113,"date":"2011-11-16T10:25:05","date_gmt":"2011-11-16T08:25:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=3113"},"modified":"2011-11-16T10:40:15","modified_gmt":"2011-11-16T08:40:15","slug":"au-couchant","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/?p=3113","title":{"rendered":"Au couchant"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Rose <a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-au-cap.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-3114\" title=\"au couchant au cap\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-au-cap-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-au-cap-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-au-cap-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a>&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Un couchant parmi d&rsquo;autres. Un spectacle sans cesse renouvel\u00e9 . Une petite brise, juste une id\u00e9e fra\u00eeche, caressait mes joues, glissait sa curiosit\u00e9\u00a0 sous mon tee-shirt flottant&#8230; Frissons dor\u00e9s d&rsquo;apr\u00e8s-midi inerte. Le sable faisait silence&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>L&rsquo;oc\u00e9an ronronnait<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Une berceuse bleue,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Paroles argent vieilli<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Ondulant leur magie&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">.<a href=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-3120\" title=\"au couchant 2\" src=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-2-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-2-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/11\/au-couchant-2-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">L&rsquo;ombre \u00e9tendait ses voiles de sommeil \u00e0 venir, jalonnait mes pas de parme et de violet&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Conqu\u00eate doigts palm\u00e9s<\/em>,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Vagues d&rsquo;huile ros\u00e9e,<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Sur l&rsquo;abandon diurne<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>Esquissaient l&rsquo;\u00e9ph\u00e9m\u00e8re&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>MMR ( tous droits r\u00e9serv\u00e9s)<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em><br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Rose &#8230; Un couchant parmi d&rsquo;autres. Un spectacle sans cesse renouvel\u00e9 . Une petite brise, juste une id\u00e9e fra\u00eeche, caressait mes joues, glissait sa curiosit\u00e9\u00a0 sous mon tee-shirt flottant&#8230; Frissons dor\u00e9s d&rsquo;apr\u00e8s-midi inerte. Le sable faisait silence&#8230; L&rsquo;oc\u00e9an ronronnait Une berceuse bleue, Paroles argent vieilli Ondulant leur magie&#8230; . L&rsquo;ombre \u00e9tendait ses voiles de sommeil [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[70,4],"tags":[261,258,61,257,260,102,32,134,259,52,65],"class_list":["post-3113","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ocean-et-bassin-darcachon","category-poemes","tag-argent","tag-berceuse","tag-bleu","tag-couchant","tag-magie","tag-ocean","tag-ombre","tag-poeme","tag-ronronner","tag-rose","tag-vagues"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3113","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=3113"}],"version-history":[{"count":14,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3113\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3129,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3113\/revisions\/3129"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3113"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3113"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/martinemrichard.fr\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3113"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}