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lights faded on your stara dancer's grace was
embedded in her bone-deep
muscle memories
La tete dans les etoiles - A head full of stars(scroll down for English)

La tête dans les étoiles

Amarré au quai
Rêve bleu au goût de sel
Un cliché s’envole

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A head full of stars

Tied up to the shore
Blue pipe dream, its taste of salt
A cliché takes off

- SophieCT, 17 mai 2013
Challenge Haiku 38 - Little girlYoung, small and fragile
Playing among the flowers
Pure innocence born
Take It All InTake It All In
 
Close your eyes my dear,
Quit talking for a moment,
And enjoy this.
*Game of Marbles*Vibrant colours swirl
Glass marbles, small works of art
Lost, no longer mine.

2013 Delice1941
15th May2013
A Fresh StartWatching the sun rise
Yesterday's pain fades away
I can start anew
Challenge Haiku 40 - LiesFibs and deceptions
Those words you spun together
Heart stabbed by each one
*Cold*Quiet, space has no noise
Cryo-sleep dreamless and cold
Blank faces frozen

2013 Delice1941
19th May2013
RebirthShe swelled with pride and
joy, for their pride and joy swelled
from a second chance.
Insomnia    Through the darkened skies,
light shall flood the plains of sleep.
       The sun has risen.

 Daylight beckons them,
coaxes dreamers form the deep.
  Back to life's prison.

Morning's bright disguise,
holds evil within its keep.
    False reality.

  Conscious, they condemn
their minds to be led like sheep.
    Night's mortality.

Copyright © 2013 LYNETTE EMERY. All rights reserved.  
Challenge Haiku 41 - WorkDaily grind of life
Needed to survive this world
Different day, same shit
The Irony Of LifeIt's so ironic
that living my daily life
sucks my life away
forsaken by loveForever smiling, all your wishes have come true, so you'd like to think

On and on it goes, until it hits you harshly, your dreams turn to dust

Running will not help, it will hunt you far and wide, forcing you to hope

Some say love is good, but if it makes you suffer...is it really good?

Aftermath of tears, any marriage can end bad, should i care at all?

"Knock on wood" they say, does praying help more than that? why no answer yet?

Even as i doubt, after being scourged by love, it beckons me still

Not caring to flee, i walk towards it again, asking for more pain

But maybe this time, it might be diff'rent for me, i think to myself

Yeah
Challenge Haiku 39 - SeaAlmighty movement
Nearly unstoppable brine
Erodes like the dark
PerfectionHair glowing, red fire.
Your eyes, emerald beauty.
Perfect, without me.
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English Vacation - Part 3Entry 3)
Saturday, April 7th 2012, 9:47
Visualise 
One twenty minutes,
my clock is backwards ticking
for we have finally arrived 
in Her Majesty's land.
Home,
or at least,
what used to be.
The cool is not
what I would have expected,
but the atmosphere, it seems,
is never changing.
-Evergreen-
I now reside in a room
unknown to me,
(blissfully)
the foreign literature
constantly demanding my attention
while the wooden metronome
shall always bring me home.
I flick at it
and watch.
Watch as it swings slowly
back and forth... and back again...
The constantly on-beat ticking
is a fine distraction
from my current, hectic life.
...Speaking of which, I must conclude.
With the trials that await me
only a few weeks away,
I must prepare to prevail. 
English Vacation - Part 2Entry 2)
Friday, April 6th 2012, 12:55
Form the draft...


As exhilaration ran through us
we too, ran with it.
Running against time
   adrenaline flows,
       time quickly goes
as you rush towards the next stop.
Flight no.2 begins.
(Looks like we made it just in time!)
The plane has started moving
and (as you can obviously tell)
I have started writing.
We accelerate progressively 
until that sudden moment
when seconds turn to minutes
and minutes, hours.
I apologize for my abrupt ending
but - as before - I find myself
having to rush:
The runway lies ahead,
and I wish not to be writing
                          when it strikes... 
English Vacation - Part 1Entry 1)
Friday, April 6th 2012, 11:43
Carve an idea...
Skypoint views
of glacial mountains,
I observe from my airborne spot.
Pass from the land of 
passion, heat and warfare
and eventually arrive
at my first destination.
My thoughts are tried
by the engine's roar,
(I still can't detach) 
my eyes weary
from the night before.
More mountains...
              whitewash...
                      Bright reflections...
No words, I retire. 
Perhaps Concrete's rubbed off on me...Perhaps Concrete's rubbed off on me.
For I seem to find - at certain times -
influx and invasion of my drainéd mind.
A rush of inspiration that clenches me tight
in its iron-clad grip, irresistible might.
And thus I take this muse that stimulates me so,
portray it in my head and find the words to go.
Yet simply to write seems never enough,
so I incorporate image; starting off with the rough
I begin to shape - an outline in bold,
my first matter at hand. As the cold
feel of the pen urges me onward with haste,
I design and I write, leaving no words for waste
until, eventually my deed is done.
My project is formed and the battle is won.
Yet I - the victor - am still left to wonder
what aroused this unique feel for the yonder
unknown side of poetry... Shape and formation...
What sudden vision, what fascination?
I thus recall my first attempt at said poetry.
How the shaping of this "person" filled me with such glee.
Realisation hits me, and now I can see...
Perhaps Concrete's
Ramblings of a lovestruck madman                                                                        I.
                                                                 -----------
                                                             One... one word, I.
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Some people...

:iconshuriken95:

Some people ask why
I wander when I wonder.
Yet I just wander...
:iconshuriken95:
Here's something that just randomly popped into my head during Physics, so I decided to write it down, and it quite ironically seemed to work amazingly well!

Not really much more to say!

So, it has been a long time since I submitted a haiku, hasn't it...
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~Troncomovil Mar 7, 2012
Oh crap. XD Just, perfect!
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:iconshuriken95:
=Shuriken95 Mar 7, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks mate, I thought you'd like it!
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