vendredi 21 octobre 2011


Tell her that I loved her
for the white soul and yellow scent
of early mornings together
under the pale light of September

Tell her about the four-eyed dreams
in the roundabout of years
her smile is creeping on
a remote ivy souvenir in my memory

tell her about the low tide of loneliness
the fragile pansies in the hands of Fall
dust crawling in my heart
and her song never ending

tell her that I dwell beyond all hopes
in a far distant sky resort
listening to birds and branches
and praying in blown up cathedrals

Tell her
I shall never come back
because all clocks are wrong
when anyone is late.

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

jeudi 20 octobre 2011

Miss rainbow

O Miss Rainbow
with a bitter-sweet lip
you change the rules of that funny game
I played with life and God

O Miss Rainbow
I know how to spell the names of clouds
I never really tried to break your beach
I did not believe in sand castles

O Miss Rainbow
crossroads of all tiny paths and paces
I wish I could just be for a while
the dewy reincarnation of your morning appearance

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

samedi 15 octobre 2011


Friends came early in the morning
carrying loads of heavy memories

they wanted to renew
with long forgotten attitudes
smiles and hugs
mimicking tenderness and love

they were using dead languages
and the useless dialects
of antiquated acquaintances

their hearts tried to translate
past experiences of life
into present attitudes and words

but their lips remained sealed
like the books of closed windows
uttering but the silence of the wind

obsolete dew under a heavy rain

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

lundi 10 octobre 2011

Sing all your melodies

Sing all your melodies
dance all your loves

match the sunny side
of all your acts
with the solemn flights
of swallows in the Fall

Do not procrastinate
drink at the cup of beauty
without even thinking
that you could get drunk

you lost your way 
in this material world
but I found the path of the soul
in a thousand smiles
paving my route towards He
who created my thirst

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

dimanche 9 octobre 2011

NIght haiku

Garden deserted
Friends all gone and forgotten
Flowers clad in black

Claude Lopez-Ginisty