INFLUENTIAL STRAINS
this legacy
exuberant
recherche
collude
the deliberate needs
an arcadia
inhabited
by
primal beauty
darkened
glowering
reminiscent of
decay
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Ascension
Sous une brume matinale
je vagabonde les rivages
des souvenirs
à la recherche du passé
dans les lits de rivières desséchées
vestiges de jours écoulés.
La vie nous dirige
vers plusieurs sentiers périlleux
les idées enflammées de souffrance
en attente d’une deuxième renaissance.
Affranchi des chaines
en chair et esprit
convoitant la proximité
de l’être cher qui habite
le palais au-delà des cieux.
Hissé envers la luminosité
ultraviolette libéré de soi.
-traduction
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Original poem written by Essama Chiba:
Lifted Up
In the morning mist
I stroll on shorelines
Of memories
Searching for the past
In dry river beds
Of yesterdays.
Life takes us down
Many paths near the edge
Mind afire in burning pain
Waiting for a second birth.
Emancipated from both
Flesh and spirit
Longing for closeness
Of a devotee that resides
In the mansion of the sky.
Lifted up in the luminosity
Of violet light freed from self.
-Essama Chiba
AP: 2nd place 2021 (for my translation)
À la mesure
petites phrases ici et là
écrites au milieu de la nuit
évincées froissées rejetées
insignifiantes
fades reflets
disqualifiés
jamais à la mesure des émotions
de mon ardeur
de mon amour pour toi
à la recherche du message parfait
digne des ailes disposées
à faire le voyage intergalactique
pour te rejoindre à nouveau
Translated from my poem CRUMPLED THOUGHTS
Posted on May 14, 2021
"Submit"
Best Bower or Joker?
Submit intense pink velvet tipped
wrapped all around your Proust
hot silent Senryu’s ripped
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
"There are two "bowers" in a trump suit and they are both Jacks.
The right bower is the Jack of the trump suit,
and this is the second highest trump
(the highest trump is the Joker).
The left bower is the Jack of the complementary suit,
and this is the third highest trump."
https://youtu.be/RV4IGSh_3Cs
Wax Tailor x The Games You Play No. 40
À la recherche du temps perdu
Author's Notes:
1. The Rules/500
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In my distal conception you shine like a lucent star
whose touch fondles the fret and strings of my guitar.
An image worth painting in oils with my sable brush,
your voice like the recherche love song of a thrush.
You are the faint break of day in dawn's somber skies.
A sanctum of refuge in times of angst and weeping eyes.
My ardent lover, seducing me with each lustful thought.
You are life's pulse beating rhythmically within my heart.
If I am blinded tomorrow, visions of you I shall not lack.
And if I were entrapped in a world of boundless black,
wavering shadows would not fill my heart with fright,
for with you at my side, I would not have need of sight.
No demands would I make, but humbly I would beseech
you to please make me aware that you're within my reach.
You are the assuasive waves that quell my restless soul
and I, a brigantine moored in the shallows of your shoal.
November 12, 2022
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Loin d’ici
Quand votre cœur est perdu
Lorsque votre âme est noyée
Tout
Est loin d'ici
Quand la chanson est perdue
Lorsque la mélodie pleure
Les yeux perdus regardent le ciel
Vous vous sentez, une mort froide
Loin d’ici
À la recherche du paradis
Tous les rêves sont morts
Comme moi, morte
Mon cœur
Est toujours loin
Loin d'ici
Où le froid me touche
Loin d'ici
Avec toi
"Get yourself a pack of gum
and come On out Kid," he wrote,
enclosing the newspaper ad for aspiring
models and showgirls. My gay best
friend who skipped town for a better life
in L. A. He's the one who sent money
for my son's ballet lessons from his paycheck
at the I. Magnin department store,
where he was shown fitting a movie star
for her wedding gown (does anyone
remember Margaret O'Brian?) Child Star Gets
Married) everything recherche' or
something like that. Some people never
leave your heart because Gee Whiz,
the Beauty he thought I was, never left his.
He got his jollies imagining me floating
cloudlike down a staircase, arms
wide to the world at the Zeigfield Follies,
feathered and plumed, a jewel
in my navel-- so ahead of its time.
Born to captivate Cooper
and Gable in Busby Berkerley
perfection on some circa
50's Silver Screen: Girl-
Power in Perpetuity.
A wine connoisseur and Life
Trickling pearls of red and white
The sizzling hot, the fizzing out
Pinot noir, Reisling, Chardonnay
Teroldego, Norton , Carbanet
Deliverance from all the doubts
As he sees, swirls, sniffs, sips, savors
For once he chooses, its best of world
The embroidered sweet drops with finest taste
The embellished pearly drops with blissful tizz
Oenophile's stemware filled with recherche expertise
Like a bagpiper playing best among best of tunes!
Floats our life's canoe over varied wines of emotions
We the connoisseurs need to take the tasting flight
And drink from bottles of right emotions
And drink from glasses poured in blends of doses right
To row the canoe through smoothest wines,
exotic choices we ought to make...
And enjoy the tizz of happiness,
Savor the taste of contentment,
Relish the sparkling journey
of life to cherish a vintage life!
©Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015
( had to drop it for contest as this exceeded 13 lines...)
Je veux tomber amoureux
Mais un bon gars est dur de trouver
Donc je voyage le monde
À la recherche de quelqu'un qui me persuadera
Cet amour existe vraiment
Donc je rêve de la France
espérant un jour je peux visiter
et rencontrez l'homme de mes rêves sur le sol étranger
Translation:
I want to fall in love
But a good guy is hard to find
Therefore I travel the world
In search of somebody who will persuade me
This love really exists
Therefore I dream about France
hoping one day I can visit
and meet the man of my dreams on the foreign soil