A short one!

Persecutions of all kinds
be it sex, religious or just because
will never be alright.
Control over a person's mind-
alas you can within some laws-
but:
be damn'd of every possible might.

Alter ego

When you go to a dress-up party
sometimes your alter ego shows
or maybe not
but you gotta give it all
you've got.
Maybe you are a grouch gone farty
or a wizard who everything knows
but my French sailor's girl
maybe a slut
but she surely was
a sweet shot!

A sneeze

Woke with a big sneeze
the day started
what else will it bring?

A little joy a little sadness
but this day will be over
and nothing will remain the same.

So I am still going to
enjoy the sneeze that
woke me up - cause
otherwise I would be
DEAD!

Non - existante

presque une perte permanente
sans mon village languedocien
je me sens - non-existante
dans le pays american
ma petite maison ancienne
me manque tellement
sans les nuances musiciennes
le jour de demouement.

Philo form of haiku - serious

In suburbia
loneliness reigns very much
mostly older folks

What to do with them?
Each neighbor should invite one
starting today : Me.

Drizzling days haiku

Drizzling days in fall
leaves dropping dead from the trees
dreaming in gray hues.



With an excuse to "Lionel Hardcastle"
from "As Times Goes By"
saying a "Drizzly day in Holland Park."
And the authors of the series be hailed.

Pains to concur

My left side near the heart
is hurting
I have had the feeling
before
so I know it is nothing
serious
but sadness and chagrin
galore.
Still it is extremely
painful
others would run to their
doctors
I just know the body is
telling
me to run out and become an
actor.
For hiding away from
my feelings
is unhealthy and not
good
therefore today I shall
vacuum
and dog walking in
my hood.

"We will always have Paris"

In Paris we met
a long time ago
43 years of friendship
in Quartier Latin I heard
you were no more
A short while back

In France I listened,
your voice - you
talking your mellow voice
of experience -
openly gay - later -
you were always you.

In Copenhagen where
you chose to live away
from a different childhood
in wartime Germany
adopted and adapted
to your environment.

In Denmark you felt
at home and created
a sphere of friendships
with special females
and surely a wonderous
male friend - the love.

In Paris you two went
on a trip - and he died
in your arms - the policeman
luckily understood
and did no harm
to your sorrow -.

In Hellerup you gave
dinners and lunches
to all your friends and
every time I came home
it was to you I turned
for counselling.

In Cazouls you came
to my little house
and we had a blast last summer
you brought me
the painting that you did
"L'artichaut".

You explained on Strandvejen
that you felt different
and you were no more than six
when you knew - .
Torn between to countries
never letting quite go.

Travelling to Istanbul
went one of your last trips
and amazed at Hagia Sophia
for that description
I should like to see it
with your eyes.

I end this tribute in Paris
where we were young
I fell in love with you
but knew that my love
would be that of a friend -
thanks for 43 years.

L'air du temps

Le parfum "L'air du temps"
etait le premier
que j'ai utilise
mais surtout maintenant
le temps de l'air
ici sur le cote d'Atlantique
ne sait pas me faire
respirer - symptomatique.
Pour me sauver - sexagenaire
la decision - la fuite
au village languedocien
sera presque au lendemain
de l'age sage et prudent.
Malgre de la sante precaire
le temps qu'il me reste
ne sera pas tres modeste.
Car toutes les secondes comptent
fortement dans le vieux monde
je dois tourner un coin
ne me pas perdre contenance
de me rendre sur mon chemin
mon mari et ses appartenances-
helas- avec moi-meme - et mon temps.

Paris - ma jeunesse retrouvee

En embarquant du train
a la Gare de Lyon
l'air dans mon nez
etait Proustienne
et les balcons ferreux
les rues d'Haussmann
les bouquinistes
le long de la Seine
et mon petit hotel
dans rue des Ecoles
sans me rendre au
quartier de Quatorzieme
ou j'etais jeune -
en sentant le Quartier Latin
mon cerveau me disait,
vive - fievrement - Paris.

sous l'arbre haiku

sous l'arbre d'olive
trop sensible - restant muets
un homme et un femme