He rides laughter like he owns it
exclamation marks
exhileration online
Mon chevalier galant
who uses music for shield
pen for glaive
Who writes warmth
through cold white days
and sometimes silence
He'll walk out of his books
mon d'Artagnan
to conquer me...
... he thinks. But has forgotten
que je me suis rendu
il y a longtemps
***
Copyright © Darren White
January 24, 2017
Categories:
rendu, friendship, love,
Form: Free verse
traducere de: Angela Mamier Nache.
aujourd’hui dieu m’a rappelé à lui
m’a grondé comme un père en me disant
qu’un ange s’est foulé les ailes en volant
parmi mes mots et je jure que je ne l’ai pas voulu
et dieu m’a cru sur parole
après il m’a rendu tous les mots en retour
et il m’a dit gentiment de les préserver
qu’aucun ange ne se brise plus les ailes
dans leur incompris
Categories:
rendu,
Form: Prose Poetry
Hollo Pollo nescient today.
Their life in a suitcase
Crosses boarders from savage soil
Into habitats - Plight untold.
Fear and accomplishment juxtaposed.
Shame and relief, young and old.
Many a promises being sold
Cloudy moonlight - your story unfolds.
Back in time with Stone Age truth
Fights for flesh
Oh ! The colour of the brook.
Heaven or hell - know not they. They pray.
New land found, years from now.
Yesterday's tomorrows lost in today.
Why change Pluto and not our fate?
Rising water it’s not late.
Good old days, let's find our place.
Categories:
rendu, life, loss, lost love,
Form: Concrete