Oh les mots creux! Le vide, les viles formules! Alignement de lignes dénuées de style Alexandrins convenus que tu reformules Marquant ton peu d'esprit dans tes rimes futiles Pitié pour les orfèvres des mots, de la plume Ou ceux qui les forgent au marteau, à l'enclume Pour ceux dont ton fumier enterre les poèmes Enfouis... Continue Reading →
Un carré de ciel bleu traverse les nuages Son bel azur défaisant la morne grisaille Un rayon de soleil qui transperce l'orage Annonce le beau temps, prédit les fiançailles Celles d'un garçon un peu gauche et d'une fille Qui se sont croisés par un beau jour de printempsOu par un beau soir, ma mémoire me... Continue Reading →
Peu me chaut que tu portes le nom d'un prophète Ou moi le nom d'un roi, d'un saint ou d'un manant Qu'importent nos vertus, vestale ou proxénète Le sang fera de nous des damnés permanents Qu'importe si dans tes songes l'épée m'égorge Ma raison vois-tu se languis de ton trépas Je sais, ta main se... Continue Reading →
Cette barque t’embarque et débarque l’espoir Jusque-là dans ton cœur gravé comme une marque Qu’un jour, une nuit, au crépuscule d’un soir Tu reviennes au bercail dont tu te démarques Cette barque, tu sais, elle en emporta d’autres Comme elle m’emporta en un soir de septembre Telle une brise qui caresse un champ d’épeautre A... Continue Reading →
Du fond de la nuit noire qui jette son ombre Sur nos pauvres contrées tancées par le ressac De crises et conflits dont la force et le nombre Semblent de ce monde précipiter le sac Une lueur lointaine, petite étincelle Vacille sous les coups de vent de la tornade Et dans l’obscurité telle une sérénade... Continue Reading →
Je vous laisse ce soir, je vous laisse et m’en vais Et dans l’ombre délaisse les rires d’hier Je vous laisse ce soir, oui je me le devais Tel une ombre qui fut un rayon de lumière N’étant plus du sérail, je renie mes frères Et nos vies d’antan, les maisons de nos pères Le... Continue Reading →
Frêles coquilles que les vagues emportent Grêles et pluies vers la rade les portent De frêne ou de buis ou de chêne, qu’importe De Gênes ou Séville ou la Sublime Porte Bateaux que les mers déversent sur des plages D’éclats acérés et de rochers sans âge Navires qui voguent vers de laids rivages Dont les... Continue Reading →
Colonnes soutenant les voutes centenairesFroides compagnes d’un crépuscule d’automneVoutes que les murmures de l’astre solaireNe transpercent plus de leurs vocales atones Dans le silence sourd, la froide solitudeUne lueur vacille, étincelle ténueCierges que pèlerins pleins de sollicitudeBrûlent à l’intention de causes ingénues Lucioles qui bercent d’obscures ogivesQui réchauffent le cœur du visiteur d’un soirPoussé par... Continue Reading →
Photo by Edmund Lou on Unsplash You the poor, the weak, the orphanThe simple minded, the infantThe elderly, the immigrantYou, the black sheep and the black swan Our Lords and our Masters Let the board sound Rabih
Photo by Shant Dem on Unsplash Pour ce pays que l’on délaisse Que l’on s’empresse d’oublier Maigre patrimoine qu’on laisse A nos enfants, nos héritiers Pour les sentences sans appel Tombées de rideaux sans rappels Derniers échos, ultime chant D’un pays au bord du néant Pour les lendemains redoutés Et les hiers que l’on regrette Pour ceux qui... Continue Reading →
Moving mountains Photo by Matt Sclarandis on Unsplash Unescapable fate we wrap so willinglyAround our shoulders and desperately call it hopeOr a spiteful surrender, like a horoscopeAs it becomes our destiny so seamlessly? Hoping for the best or bowing blindly to fateWe revel in despair, or long for green pasturesFate, auspicious disguise to cowardly posturesHope, hollow-point... Continue Reading →
And what remains to be undone Photo by Hussain Badshah on Unsplash The other side, mirror of faithful slaveryOf the fool who blossomed on unfaithful favorsNow paying dearly, hoarding ages in a dayAnd living merely through the days, not the ages For a fool is slave not only to his follyHe is bound by the illusions of those... Continue Reading →
And the matching season — Remembering those who left Photo by Kyle Larivee on Unsplash Farewell dance of rust and wind ushering the blightWhirling down gold and copper threads, disrobing treesPrecious beads washed ashore in waves of paling lightAutumn leaves swirling in a cold November breeze Amber leaves and golden seeds in a final questWelcome sweet melancholy in... Continue Reading →
Inspiré d’un poème de Victor Hugo — Inspired by a poem by Victor Hugo Photo by Nemanja Peric on Unsplash Frenglish, as always, for my English speaking friends to enjoy too. The translation from Frog to Roast beef is included. Si l’on n’est plus que mille, eh bien, j’en suis ! Si mêmeIls ne sont plus que cent, je brave encor Sylla... Continue Reading →
Taken for granted but dearly missed when coming of age Photo by dylan nolte on Unsplash A mother is a ray of sunlight in the darkA cloud soothing the heat of the day on your skinOften taken for granted, her smile hides the markOf the sorrows she bares for the joy of her kin Children coming of age... Continue Reading →
A tribute to forgiveness Photo by Alison Courtney on Unsplash Vengeance is a consuming flameRavaging heart and soul alikeSeldom is it a friend to tameAnd often a foe to dislike Forgive, you will be whole againForgive, your foes are friends to gainForgive them, let love light your wayForgive, soothes the pain away Let the board sound Rabih
The supreme instant before nothingness Photo by Daniele Levis Pelusi on Unsplash A blinding flash faster than sightA deadly blade of cold blue steelFor a moment beholds the mightOf what a cut can make you feel For but a breath you’re more aliveThan ever you had been beforeAs in the gloom you slowly diveYour soul is gone, you... Continue Reading →
And let your poetry be love Photo by freestocks on Unsplash Write your thoughts into poetryAnd draw poems into colors Play the colors into musicAnd sing the music into songs Pour the songs into wine and drinkAnd through the wine into drunkenness And through drunkenness to oblivionAnd through oblivion, memories Of time gone by in search of goldOf... Continue Reading →
An ode to a country on the verge of oblivion Photo by Lukas Robertson on Unsplash Shrouded in a thick veil of comfortable darknessPurple drapes hiding your despair in shades of gloomDiving in a sea of tranquil and somber bleaknessHoping for oblivion, dreading the colors of bloom For bloom is the rise of a phoenix from ashesAnd... Continue Reading →
A poem, what else... A poem be it told or kept hidden withinIs balm to feelings scorched or sword to gloating sinIts fire purifies the souls to be redeemedIt’s honey to the heart longing to be relieved Blessed is the poet for even he be slain,To dust his body turns but his poems remainHe may... Continue Reading →
On a cold night there’s a cold gun, burning through her hand In the lonely town there’s a lonely girl trying to forgetThe tears she cried a long time ago are still haunting her soulAnd in the cold night all the pain she felt was driving her insane Same night many years ago, lying in... Continue Reading →
Fall in love Fool yourself If you should Wound yourself Wreck your heart If you could Break the spell Fight the crave If you would Heal the wound Save yourself Fall in love … Heal your heart Save your soul Fall in love… Photo by Sasha Freemind on Unsplash Let the board sound Rabih
You’re searching in the dark, you’re wandering for light A blaze to which you'd walk, of which you'd feel the might You’re writing in the shade, you barely see the mark Of words through which you write a candle in the dark These words which have laid there before the dawn of time While waiting... Continue Reading →
So why does love fall apart sometimes... Many times... If you're a regular visitor, you might have read one of my previous posts which deals with closure, that very final stop on the side of a love and hate bumpy road, a "face à face" hopefully leading to some peace of mind and to the... Continue Reading →
Or what closure might feel like Photo by Anna Urlapova We meet after all these years over a cup of coffee No more sorrows, no more tears, bitter-sweet memories Time has gone by, years have flown, rain has fallen, winds have blown I’ve been waiting for so long, now you’re here let’s sing along All... Continue Reading →
The Idea Sounding Board 