lundi 30 juillet 2012


Small snail on the rock
You carry your tiny shell
As I do my past

But nobody sees
All the tears I've left behind
To move on in life

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

dimanche 29 juillet 2012


The arms of the trees
prevent the breath of the sky
from entering the landscape

the day is breaking
into foam and coming rain

no time to think about 
delirious and useless metaphors
to accept the planned storm

you did cut yourself from memories
a long time ago
when you thought that you could
live a life without roots
and survive 
in a no-God's land

the arms of the trees
will resist as they can
but your mind will burst out
under the pressure of a guilt
you never perceived
stuck as you were
in the midst of nostalgia
and hope

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

jeudi 19 juillet 2012

Carillon/ Wind Chime


Not one gust of wind
Since they departed from life-
The wind chime's silent


Pas un brin de vent
Ils ont déserté la vie-
Carillon muet

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

Ecrit pour la joute poétique

samedi 14 juillet 2012

Haiku Suite for my Beloved


First there was friendship
Then the world became tender
And now I love thee

When I happen to call thee
The flowers of my garden
Dispense their fragrance

Birds high in the sky
And the splendid butterflies
Pay thee a tribute

It seems that my heart
Repeats again and again
Thy beloved name

Thou art a mountain
Clad with the purest of clouds
Reaching to Heaven

First I lived in Time
Now owing to thy presence
I am eternal

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

written for 
Haïku Heighty 153

vendredi 13 juillet 2012


like shutters
one opens 
after a miserable night
on a gorgeous sunny morning

like old friends
one listens to
even if the story they offer
has been heard a thousand times

like paper fans
one simply uses 
to refresh one's mind
after a long boring day

always ready
to erase
the gloomy shadows
of unwanted reality

that humbly teach 
to read to write
to dream
and to pray

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

mardi 10 juillet 2012

Haïku de l'été

Lovely summer days
God is smiling everywhere
In the monastery

In the monastery
Every single tiny flower
Sings about the Lord


Charmants jours d'été
Dieu partout présent sourit
Dans le monastère

Dans le monastère
Chaque minuscule fleur
Chante le Seigneur


Claude Lopez-Ginisty


Ecrit pour la joute poétique chevaleresque

mercredi 4 juillet 2012

Deaf and alive

I'm deaf to their songs
I listen to the silence
I'm dead to the world

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

witten for
carry on Tuesday

lundi 2 juillet 2012


Fireworks are like
Shooting stars going from earth
To their sky abode


Les feux d'artifice
Sont des étoiles filantes
Retournées au ciel.


Claude Lopez-Ginisty


Ecrit pour 


Ours is a strange world
with predictable false prophets
and online cheap miracles
happening on a daily basis
on virtual social gatherings

life has truly lost its reality
and people simply want 
their lives to just be 
an online phenomenon
with lots of followers
and myriads of testimonies
of faked loves 
and insane relationships
that start in a stupid way
at the opening of a web session
and often end up 
in indifference

let us expect doomsday
with utter confidence

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

dimanche 1 juillet 2012

Exile Haiku

Exile is the land
Where I retrieve my childhood
In between two tears


Le pays d'exil
Est celui de mon enfance
Entre deux sanglots


Claude Lopez-Ginisty

Written for