Tanka of despair

September 6, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

What a…

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Countless lies
Raging hatred
Alternate truth

Zealots spreading
Yucky morals

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Clueless opinion
Respect of nothing
Abandoning all senses

Zonked by dubious words
Yearning for chaos

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What’s happening to us?
Ought we to give up?
Rallying our last strength

Let’s fight this insanity
Defending our Principles !

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… we now live in !

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Tanka de colère !

August 30, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

Manque de respect…
Incivilité urbi et orbi…
Je-m’en-foutisme égoïste…

Qu’est devenu le monde ?
Cet insupportable chaos !

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Tanka frisquet

August 30, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

Averse de pluie froide —
Le feuillage doré
Amorce sa chute lente

L’été se meurt tranquillement
Et l’automne est à nos portes

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Tanka d’août

August 23, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

Ciel voilé de cotton sombre
Air lourd de fin d’été
Profusion de criquets

Dans la tourmente
Une autre saison se meurt

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Tanka du chat-muraï

August 16, 2020August 15, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

Cris de guerre estival
Feulements de fureur
Hurlements de douleur

Dans la tranquillité de l’aube
Soudaine commotion dans la ruelle

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Poetry of mid-July

July 19, 2020July 18, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

In Trump I don’t believe
Fake news is like wrestling
A scripted reality show

It’s not funny anymore
And should be cancelled

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Gazing into the horizon
I see MMD sunsets
Before the end of forced labor

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Serene tanka of June

June 7, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

Blue sky, warm & gentle wind
Sun flickering through the tree’s leaves
A nice Sunday, almost summer

But alas my vacations come to an end
As everywhere the world is in turmoil

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Two pseudo-Tanka for what’s matter

May 31, 2020June 2, 2020 / Clodjee / Leave a comment

How did we move from a pandemic
To riots and looting in the streets ?
Is it instigated by the Orange Boogaloo ?

You cannot fight hatred with violence
How can we come back from all this ?

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Yes, express your outrage
For the black Floyd’s
Despicable and unnecessary murder

But be careful of the manipulators
Propagating death and deepening chasm

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Tanka

Tanka of despair

Countless lies
Raging hatred
Alternate truth

Zealots spreading
Yucky morals

Clueless opinion
Respect of nothing
Abandoning all senses

Zonked by dubious words
Yearning for chaos

What’s happening to us?
Ought we to give up?
Rallying our last strength

Let’s fight this insanity
Defending our Principles !

Tanka de colère !

Manque de respect…
Incivilité urbi et orbi…
Je-m’en-foutisme égoïste…

Qu’est devenu le monde ?
Cet insupportable chaos !

Tanka frisquet

Averse de pluie froide —
Le feuillage doré
Amorce sa chute lente

L’été se meurt tranquillement
Et l’automne est à nos portes

Tanka d’août

Tanka du chat-muraï

Cris de guerre estival
Feulements de fureur
Hurlements de douleur

Dans la tranquillité de l’aube
Soudaine commotion dans la ruelle

Poetry of mid-July

In Trump I don’t believe
Fake news is like wrestling
A scripted reality show

It’s not funny anymore
And should be cancelled

*** * ***

Gazing into the horizon
I see MMD sunsets
Before the end of forced labor

Serene tanka of June

Blue sky, warm & gentle wind
Sun flickering through the tree’s leaves
A nice Sunday, almost summer

But alas my vacations come to an end
As everywhere the world is in turmoil

Two pseudo-Tanka for what’s matter

How did we move from a pandemic
To riots and looting in the streets ?
Is it instigated by the Orange Boogaloo ?

You cannot fight hatred with violence
How can we come back from all this ?

* * *

Yes, express your outrage
For the black Floyd’s
Despicable and unnecessary murder

But be careful of the manipulators
Propagating death and deepening chasm

Countless liesRaging hatredAlternate truth

Zealots spreadingYucky morals

Clueless opinionRespect of nothingAbandoning all senses

Zonked by dubious wordsYearning for chaos

What’s happening to us?Ought we to give up?Rallying our last strength

Let’s fight this insanityDefending our Principles !

Manque de respect…Incivilité urbi et orbi…Je-m’en-foutisme égoïste…

Qu’est devenu le monde ?Cet insupportable chaos !

Averse de pluie froide —Le feuillage doréAmorce sa chute lente

L’été se meurt tranquillementEt l’automne est à nos portes

Cris de guerre estival Feulements de fureur Hurlements de douleur

Dans la tranquillité de l’aube Soudaine commotion dans la ruelle

In Trump I don’t believe Fake news is like wrestling A scripted reality show

It’s not funny anymore And should be cancelled

* * *

Gazing into the horizon I see MMD sunsets Before the end of forced labor

Blue sky, warm & gentle wind Sun flickering through the tree’s leaves A nice Sunday, almost summer

But alas my vacations come to an end As everywhere the world is in turmoil

How did we move from a pandemic To riots and looting in the streets ? Is it instigated by the Orange Boogaloo ?

You cannot fight hatred with violence How can we come back from all this ?

* * *

Yes, express your outrage For the black Floyd’s Despicable and unnecessary murder

But be careful of the manipulators Propagating death and deepening chasm

Countless lies
Raging hatred
Alternate truth

Zealots spreading
Yucky morals

Clueless opinion
Respect of nothing
Abandoning all senses

Zonked by dubious words
Yearning for chaos

What’s happening to us?
Ought we to give up?
Rallying our last strength

Let’s fight this insanity
Defending our Principles !

Manque de respect…
Incivilité urbi et orbi…
Je-m’en-foutisme égoïste…

Qu’est devenu le monde ?
Cet insupportable chaos !

Averse de pluie froide —
Le feuillage doré
Amorce sa chute lente

L’été se meurt tranquillement
Et l’automne est à nos portes

Cris de guerre estival
Feulements de fureur
Hurlements de douleur

Dans la tranquillité de l’aube
Soudaine commotion dans la ruelle

In Trump I don’t believe
Fake news is like wrestling
A scripted reality show

It’s not funny anymore
And should be cancelled

*** * ***

Gazing into the horizon
I see MMD sunsets
Before the end of forced labor

Blue sky, warm & gentle wind
Sun flickering through the tree’s leaves
A nice Sunday, almost summer

But alas my vacations come to an end
As everywhere the world is in turmoil

How did we move from a pandemic
To riots and looting in the streets ?
Is it instigated by the Orange Boogaloo ?

You cannot fight hatred with violence
How can we come back from all this ?

Yes, express your outrage
For the black Floyd’s
Despicable and unnecessary murder

But be careful of the manipulators
Propagating death and deepening chasm