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As I then breathe out serene

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As I then breathe out serene

4-6 April 2015

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 Sunsets, sunrises

Engorging landscape’s colours

Vibrant pinks and reds

Laminated crimson thoughts

Soak inner mind velveteen

 

White light, indigo

Relay inviting the hues:

Coloured dawn, twilight

Alternating birth and death

A still universe expands

 

Dark shifts into light

White noise brims with shadows grey

A new shade is born

DNA’s evolution

Takes survival to new heights

 

Swarming like anthills

Living tapestry of green

Centipedes scatter

Hundreds of bulbs in mind light

Thoughts of saved moisture in frame

 

Tireless bees construct

A beehive for goddess green

A golden prison

Ivory isolation

Replicated new designs

 

Multiplying cells

Expand into cramped body

That heaved for more space

Renewals in body rise

To the calling of new youth

 

Germinating plants

Pierced through soil and grew free

Of alterations

No chemicals pervade me

As I then breathe out serene

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Into black and white

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Into black and white

22-23 March 2015

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Night time brings the dark

That sits supreme over all

Live in beings’ frame

Slight is the heartbeat in chest

When shadows overcome light

 

Darkness engulfs shores

As seashells crunch under feet

Aimlessly walking

Mind steers direction in heart

As path to somewhere ends stern

 

The sea’s thunder calls

Deafening recognition

Of forgotten voice

How does one forget whispers

Of beings once clad in light?

 

Sand seeps through my toes

Grim testimonial of times

Where nothing would last

Mind probes last thoughts in blank walls

As stars etch in a new slate

 

A flicker lights night

And moving shadows walk tall

Into black and white

Duality is in thought

Though soul knows of times neutral

 

 

A deathly pallor

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A deathly pallor

12 March 2015

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Night’s sky breathed aloud

Jasmine like a streak of light

Called to the wild side

An intake of wilderness

Throbbed in my mind’s eye again

 

The owl hooted once

Its cry silenced by the night

That prepared for doom

The knell rang on as I knelt

Neither submissive nor wild

 

The rose felt its thorns

Through darkness that hid its gait

In reminiscence

Pictures against my mindscape

Shuddered with stark remembrance

 

The lanterns hissed out

As storms danced into their lights

Darkness then prevailed

Cloak of night like a fog reigned

A while as I let it creep

 

The winds blew their hearts

In clouds that scattered silver

Like coins strewn in sky

Pennies would have outweighed thoughts

As they roamed without purpose

 

Remnants of us glowed

Ghostly ink against pink flesh

A deathly pallor

Gaunt cheek though pale stood firmly

Its twin it offered no more

 

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Traces of you

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Traces of you

1 March 2015

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 The moon waxed in sight

Of sparkling lilies that shone

With eerie brightness

In glaring light of your thoughts

A haunting split in heart lurched

 

Stars high receded

Giving in to the dark night

That crawled over us

Like an octopus creeping

Lurked the traces of discord

 

Night’s black ink rejoiced

Taking over all terrains

That skies led astray

You wronged me in directions

That led to our every way

 

The sky vibrant cried

Its muffled voice in grey clouds

A requiem stark

In wailing of our heart’s death

I left no traces of you

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Dans le doux silence de l’air / In the sweet silence of air

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Dans le doux silence de l’air

17-18 février 2015

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La nuit s’étendait

Manteau de pluie noire couvrant

Le voyageur las

L’esprit lacéré d’attente

Accumule noires stries sifflantes

 

Le rossignol chante

Sa chanson forte d’habitudes

Résonne comme un glas

Un cœur en hiver s’élance

Saupoudré de glace qui fond

 

Parfum de jasmin

Répandu en nuit l’embaume

De murmures secrets

Ce chuchotement insistant

Hante mes pensées de blancheur

 

L’œil miroite en ciel

Pâle semblant de lune nouvelle

Qui vaillante se dresse

Ainsi l’âme suit retraçant

La route des anges trépassés

 

Le coq chante déjà

Le réveil d’une race humaine

Sous vide suspendue

Dans le doux silence de l’air

Les rêves exhalent un soupir

 

 

In the sweet silence of air

17- 18 February 2015

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The night stretching out

Black coat of rain covering

Weary traveller

Wait lacerated spirit

Gathers on whistling black streaks

 

The Nightingale sings

Its strong song of all habits

Sounds like a death knell

A heart in winter rises

Sprinkled with ice that’s melting

 

The scent of jasmine

Widespread in night embalms it

With secret murmurs

That insisting whispering

Haunts my thoughts with its whiteness

 

Eye shimmers in sky

Pale semblance of a new moon

That valiant stands

Thus soul follows retracing

The path of the dead angels

 

Cock already crows

Wakening of human race

Under vacuum held

In the sweet silence of air

Dreams are exhaling a sigh

 

 

 

Note: Ecrite d’abord comme une série de tankas en français (un essai puisque j’écris d’habitude les tankas en anglais), je l’ai ensuite traduite en une série de tankas en anglais. Written first in french as a series of tanka (a trial as I usually write tankas in English), I then translated it into English as a series of tanka as well

 

 

Tomorrow no more

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Tomorrow no more

13 February 2015

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 Silent voices called

The trees that relayed to leaves

Distant summer breeze

The sun shone on his dead skin

That sparkled in summer’s heat

 

A peacock spread out

Eyes alit with promises

Of awakenings

Tightly shut lids woke no more

To colours smeared across skies

 

The earth exhaled sighs

As waters bubbled in seas

That stretched vivid blue

Velvet languidly silent

Gushed forth with bubbles no more

 

Pale blue skies turned grey

Listless grass swayed to strong winds

Like wings of pixies

Fairy tales moaned of parting

As the mind like banshee wailed

 

Withered brown leaves writhed

Under winter’s sun that glared

Talked no more of warmth

Neither warmth nor melody

Reached the still mind in winter

 

Shadows changed their course

The river flowed now upstream

Undoing prayers

Spell-cast in its deep waters

That lovers took as refuge

 

Silver fish shimmered

Slithering among the blue

Tails blazing with light

Of mystic scales that split gills

Whispering waters spoke low

 

Earth cracked in blisters

For the pain of leaving you

As the birds too cried

I, chest heaving with goodbyes

Washed my face in your ashes

 

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Requiem in steel

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Requiem in steel

27-28 January 2015

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Sun glints on fire blades

Alit roads of metal speak

Of cuttings of light

The scissors took to my mind

And carved away silent paths

 

A window now shone

With sparkle of steely might

Extending below

A steely will stretched ahead

Breaching old oaths of softness

 

Sun suddenly fled

Leaving panes engulfed in dark

With shadows of light

Half-truths like half-light stood stark

On a backdrop of intent

 

A shimmering pane

Welcomed eyes that sparkled back

In the dying light

Remnants of memories lurched

Towards forgotten future

 

Darkness fell silent

On surfaces of sleek sheet

That bore no traces

In heart that loses itself

A steel-clad requiem plays

 

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Insanity

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Insanity

18 January 2015

Galaxies

 

The bee tasted wine

And gone was scent of honey

As it fled flowers

Bitter thoughts invaded them

As I watched their conversion

 

Dewdrops rolled tearless

On stems of flowers drooping

From lack of pollen

Minds captivated by fear

Will nourish not any frame

 

The woodpecker hopped

On ground hardened by the sun

Rain had come fruitless

On went the beak lost in thought

All was wood for each fire

 

The butterfly sat

On bark of tree drenched in moss

And forgot to fly

Mind stilled by chaos around

Sought no roots for its penance

 

The nightingale crowed

In wake of day it renewed

To changing times’ art

Wavering thoughts break habit

Do miracles come from change?

 

The crow lost its voice

To challenging bird of night

And flew skies listless

Crowds gathered under false flags

And burnt fear into cities

 

The leaves flew in wind

While their boughs caught them tearful

From parting’s sorrow

Hearts split from minds’ adventure

Ventured not to mourn anew

 

The Universe rocked

As stars revealed hidden grace

And galaxies reeled

Lost souls spun out of balance

Insanity beheld Earth

 

 

 

 

Peace profound

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Peace profound

2 November 2014

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Twilight in the heart

Throbbing with the will to change

Speaks of powers’ doom

Scissors cutting red ribbons

Pave mind’s way to the morrow

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Darkness follows light

In eternal chase in flight

Of slave and master

The battlefield wells inside

Of hidden feelings to quell

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Pitch black glorified

Inky remnant of a death

Of light lily white

Falls on the sunken garden

Drenching the souls in tremors

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A crow’s pitch rings shrill

Hark the strength it now summons

On my window sill

The quiet lay down its cape

Blurring the lines my eyes shape

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The sparrow flies low

When teardrops rain on the plane

Of my cheek cleansed white

As my mind lapses again

Breathing inwards peace profound

Requiem for the undead

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Requiem for the undead

27 August 2014

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Pale flame flickering

Shadow upon shadow cast

In cold of twilight

A chest heaves in the darkness

Of feelings woven in stone

 

Listless eyes follow

The reaper in slow motion

As he glides across

A starless night breathes sorrow

Into a beckoning sky

 

Lips split in prayer

Moonlit night calling to dawn

Talks of frozen end

The mind stilled by starless glaze

Hovers above thoughtless form

 

Heartbeat feels its way

Sinuous through veins alit

With nucleus blue

Eye meets eye dispassionate

Seething waves of forgiveness

 

Spirits locked we chant

As sun breaks into darkness

A bright song unseen

Requiem for the undead

A soul free from heart of lead