Change clutches my gait;
motion in my mind imparts
traces in my heart
Footstep’s movement dwells
in otherworldly places
that my stride foretells
Eye follows a mark,
hand strokes hidden stirring lights
trail of footprint’s sights
Steps taken in haste
move the music of morrows
Bittersweet their taste
A walk on rainbows;
action of colourful flames
lisping loud my names
A threefold act shifts:
of me I am the decoy,
victim of the ploy
Reading of the poem:
Poets of the Fall - Moonlight Kissed
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku poetry prompt challenge with the words “move”, “step” and their synonyms. For more information and the contribution of other poets, please follow the link here.
Quand surgit la pâleur du futur à éteindre12 janvier 2022
Courtesy Rodrigo Luff
Nous n’irons plus aux bois tels des enfants légers
Les yeux remplis de rêves et de tendres désirs
Nous n’aurons plus aux doigts cette musique ailée
L’oreille sonnera la trêve de ces fantasques plaisirs
Relevons les éclats de nos cœurs emmêlés
Quand s’écoule lente la sève en un bel élixir
Témoin de nos ébats scellant grandes échappées
Le devoir veut qu’on crève en un dernier soupir
Compterons-nous les secrets des intrépides soldats
Raidis par la douleur de patrie à étreindre?
Des drapeaux à hisser dans un froid de verglas
Quand surgit la pâleur du futur à éteindre
Lecture du poème:
Corneille - Parce qu'on vient de loin
Summarised translation of the Alexandrin French poem into English
When the pallor of the future to be extinguished arises January 12, 2022
Courtesy Rodrigo Luff
We will no longer go to the woods like light children
Eyes filled with dreams and tender desires
We will no longer have this winged music at the tips of our fingers
The ear will sound the end of these fantastic pleasures
Let’s lift up the shards of our tangled hearts
When the sap slowly flows into a beautiful elixir
Witness of our frolics sealing great escapes
Duty wants us to die in a last sigh
Will we count the secrets of intrepid soldiers
Stiffened by the pain of fatherland to embrace
Flags to be hoisted in a freezing cold
When the pallor of the future to be extinguished arises
Reading of the poem:
Her skin felt a burn
A thousand suns flared within
Ancient tattoos writhed
Blisters wrote on skin
a story of a lifetime
wrapped within gray folds
Darkness was conquered
The old adage came to light
New Order commenced
A flash of moonlight
Illuminated her eyes
Sun’s flames wrestled moon
Tired men kept watch
The battle was an emblem
Olden moon beat sun
Sun flickered dying
The children came to New Age
of innocence lost
Reading of the poem:
ILLENIUM - Crawl Outta Love (feat. Annika Wells)
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku Poetry prompt challenge using the words “burn”, “old” and their synonyms. For more information and to see the contributions please follow the link below:
Windchimes blowing mud
Replica of ghostly snow
trickling music slides
A symphony arises
blended with her heart
Musical feat strays
Orchestra goes on
Sound a slave to her teardrops
a simple witches’ brew
Fusion of features
An amalgam of sounds stir
Ice around her heart
A pulp of papers
Letters from a time long gone
components of slush
Hope and fear’s union
The slight feelings compounded
the death of her dreams
Reading of the poem:
Diary of Dreams - The Valley
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku Poetry prompt challenge using the words “blend”, “slush” and their synonyms. For more information and to see the contributions please follow the link below:
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