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Posterite - PosterityUne aube écarlate par-delà l'horizon
Une mer de larmes à mes pieds
Le prix de l'éternité

A scarlet dawn beyond the horizon
A sea of tears at my feet
The cost of Eternity
Par ma fenetre II / Through my window IIHAIKUS DU SOIR - EVENING'S HAIKUS

La brunante tombe
Soupir d'une journée
L'écho du huard

A blood orange sky
Citrus light staining your skin
Too bitter to drink

Sun kissing the Earth
One last goodbye before dawn
Daylight's prisoners

- SophieCT, juin 2013
a work in progress
Par ma fenetre III / Through my window IIIHAIKUS DE LA NUIT - NIGHT'S HAIKUS

Noir piqué d'argent
La lune frémit dans l'eau
Apparition

-SophieCT, juin 2013
a work in progress
RelativityIt is three sixteen
and I am thinking how long
fifteen minutes is.
Challenge Haiku 51 - LampShatters to pieces
Darkness consumes everything
Chaos runs amok
Shiranu jibun戦場に
壊れた武器で
潔く
両手で襲う
知らぬ自分を

Senjou ni
Kowareta buki de
Isagiyoku
Ryoute de osou
Shiranu jibun wo

On the battlefield
With a broken weapon
Manly
Both-handedly attacks
Unknown self
*Bird Talk*True, do not speak bird
But hear their talk every day
Screaming on the wing
Intimate tweets in the trees
Bird business is delightful

2013 Delice1941
14th June2013
Challenge Haiku 50 - TwinsGenes and looks alike
The same yet very different
Two sides of a coin
On stronde gebidende...     Ic wæs bé wiellum        under wealde
eallán on sonde        sǽ on feorran.
Wíd byð þæt strond        long byð stunde
oft mé má lengra        þúhte lárstunde.
Haiku Commission for ShirleyWadeA shining mirror
Reflecting all around it.
The lake is tranquil.
Coursing over rocks
through twist and turns and great falls,
The river roars on.
Large and endless blue
Stretching in all directions.
The ocean is vast.
Bleach - haikuObłąkany śmiech
Ostrze wiatrem niesione
Zupełnie inny

***

Dwie cyfry cudze
Strach w mieczu wyuczony
Zdrada bolesna

***

Uśmiech nieszczery
Serce skryte głęboko
Błękit w błękicie

***

Imię honoru
Ostrze prawem niesione
Samotny księżyć

***

Dusza wesoła
Delikatny kwiat walki
Serce na dłoni

***

Zakazany dom
Skromne słowa mądrości
Siła poznania

***

Duma dzikości
Radość śmiertelnej walki
Król bez poddanych

***

Ciche spojrzenie
Lojalność niezachwiana
Siła rozpaczy

***

Urok zmysłowy
Lekk
Wasted
Far from the showroom,
touched by decay's sea change
-an art object found?
Haiku: To That Special SomeoneI never had one.
But if I needed to choose,
my best friend is you.

Even when I’m sad,
your cheerfulness and whimsy
always make me smile.

Taking the somber,
you make it a comedy.
I can’t stop laughing.

Soft melodies drift.
I hear your words through head phones.
They rest in my heart.

Every chance meeting,
greeted with smiles and hugs,
gave me so much hope.

My first one true love
was given, taken, and killed
by the author’s pen.

I am player one.
You are always player two.
Because I said so.

Remember the day
you told them to stop laughing?
I still remember.

Your great optimism
will never fail to inspire.
Yes, carpe diem
ImpendWater and the Earth.
The spirits that rule us all.
Malevolence kills.
Assassin's Creed Haiku1.
Here comes a Templar
Veri Pazzi, long-time foe
I love history
2.
I love history
Italy’s nooks and crannies
The Renaissance age
3.
The Renaissance age
Italy’s best and greatest
I seek adventure
4.
I seek adventure
Within the Renaissance age
Assassin’s Creed Two
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BachelorSomewhere on the desk,
between the computer, the sketchbooks, the coffee,
lies the telephone.

The floor is a mess.
Containers of take-out Chinese,
junk mail, old bills.
Tempting to sift through a miniature hill
and find that old men's magazine,
the one with that "Keeping a Scorecard" article.

But then the phone rings.
Knowing who it is,
the eyes look up, quickly.
Not unlike those mornings in Catholic school,
Where, once buried in a book,
All of a sudden ready to pray.
SmilesNot even polite, meaningless words.
On these bright, clear days
she's outside.
Moving as if at a playground.
No wave, no "hi,"
certainly no "how are you."
Only a forced, slight smile
when I wave and ask how she is.

Attention might be a game.
It might always be "I'm interested."
But sometimes my grandfather comes to mind.
Sitting alone indoors with bad breath
and books about the apocalypse.
When after eight years I visited,
a bright smile,
eager to be delighted.

Maybe family are the friends you have
because few know how to be friends.
I am a princess from another planetLeft the pink tiara on Mars,
the glittery shoes near Alpha Centauri.
Brought fairy wings to Earth -
yeah, they don't seem to work anymore.

Other women are acknowledged.
One I know atop an office building
chats lively, frequently with many.
Her life, a blur of light and motion.
She's not waiting for her slipper back.

A day among expensive, dull chairs
and long, polished tables.
Standardized work wear.
Visiting in my thrift store dress,
staring out the window.
Natural light hides
the map of the stars
once navigated at a whim.
Lie"Imagination and fiction make up more than three quarters of our real life."
- Simone Weil

"Lie!"
The shout tore
through walls, bricks flying
out the back of the house.
Some struck cars, smashing windows,
denting steel.
Others killed passer-by.
Pools of blood in the streets.

In a corner of the house
a spider wrapped in webs
found flesh and ate heartily.
We duly note the human liar
walked calmly out the gaping hole
with his property intact.
ClubNeon lights, loud tunes:
What could grow here? Sidewalk weeds?
Shy, out of sight, eyed.
ProgressionWe matched our steps in dance precise.
His lead lacked flaws, I followed quick.
The music flowed like wine. The shine
was blinding. Sweat, a lifetime's work?

A friend who glided perfect once,
divorced. Her dull porcelain cup
in hand. Some talk of law and bills.
Not the stars' motion, only ours.

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Used speech, stumbling words,
searching for the sentence like
a flower, for guests.
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Haiku I wrote and was posted on an old blog: [link]

Many thanks to [link] for encouraging me to submit something.
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