When my hands were feeling
jealous of the fondling of the grain field,
I was being satisfied by each tree
Thinking of water...
It has free thought
I love my always naked body in it

وقتی دستانم
به نوازش گندم زار
حسادت می کرد
من با هر درختی ارضاء می شدم
...می اندیشم به آب
فکری آزاد دارد
تن همیشه لختم را درآن دوست دارم

Silver sky
At dawn
Pronto
Pronto
I shall sing
Lullaby
Pronto
Pronto
I shall dance
Moonwalking
Beneath the grey
Pronto
Pronto
At dawn

Jean C Bertrand

autumn starlight
a drop of Moscato falls
on poetry

Written by
Maria Laura Valente

I remember that spring
That summer
I was asked for color
You have forgotten your gloves...

یادم می آمد
آن بهار را
آن تابستان را
از من می خواستند رنگ بزنم
...دستکش هایت یادت نبود

Today I'll paint a house
in my drawing book
Jasmine wants to make love
There is the distance between the photo albums
Its sun was hot
She wants the hands squeezing her hot *******
A laughing child would be
missing in my white floral dress
I had reddish brown hair
and I didn't know
why the wind took away my red scarf ?!
Your eyes have sticker !!!
Please do not laugh at me
My ******* were not yours

من امروز
خانه ای را
در دفتر نقاشی هایم
...رنگ خواهم زد
یاسمن هم آغوشی می خواهد
میان آلبوم عکس ها فاصله اند
آفتابش گرم بود
دستانی می خواهد
سینه های گرمش را بفشارد
کودکی بخندد
در پیراهن سفید رنگ گل دارم
گم شود
موهایم خرمایی رنگ بود
و من نمی دانم
چرا باد روسری قرمز رنگ مرا
با خود می برد !؟
!!! چشمانت برچسب دارند
خواهش می کنم به من نخند
سینه هایم مال تو نبود

autumn river
the paddle swings
into a sigh

Written by
Srinivasa Rao Sambangi

morning silence
disappearing slowly
into staccato rain

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

down the river
scattering among stars
my mom's ashes

Written by
Cristina Apetrei

Wishing for the rainbow everyday
Your hands be beautiful
To see my eyes
To kiss my skirt
I don't like my feet...

من هر روز رنگین کمان را آرزو می کنم
دست های تو زیبا باشد
چشم های مرا ببیند
دامنم را ببوسد
...من پاهایم را دوست ندارم

آب روشن است
هوا روشن است
خورشید روشن خواهد شد
خط های زیادی را می بینم
...شاخه ها طولانیست
روسری ها بادها را می کشند
خنده های من دراز می شوند
خنده های من زرد می شوند
دو لپ گل دارند
دو زن بار دارند
...سه زن می خندند
یک مادر
دو خواهر
سه خواهر
...گوش هایت در طراحی بزرگ است
دستانم به پستان گاو نمی خورد
همیشه از نقطه های قهوه ای شیر می آید
بابا
مامان باشد
مامان
لباس های آبی مادرم یاسمن یادش هست
نانا آب می خورد
دست هایش بلند است
عروس است
خواهری عروس است
خواهری عروس می شود
مادری عروس می شود
مادربزرگی عروس خواهد بود
مادربزرگی عروسک خواهد بود
عروسکی خواهد بود
عروس خواهد بود
خواهر من
تو همان دختری بودی
که فردا سینه ای داری
من مردی خواهم شد
که می تواند کودکی داشته باشد
ماماشه
باباشه
نی نی شه

a girl with golden earrings
black hair
her sister is not laughing
I'll take my mum with me
where the Jasmines go
the girl with golden earrings
in a blue skirt
will die in the middle of her balloons
with no memory of her stories
'' don't play with the water tap
look at you
a wet mouse you are
oh cute naughty babe
how playful you are
how playful you
it's good to learn
look I'm drawing a flower
where's my yellow pen ?
i want to draw a nightingale ''

دختری که گوشواره هایش طلایی بود
رنگ موهایش سیاه
خواهرش نمی خندد
من مادرم را با خود خواهم برد
به جایی که یاسمن ها می میرند
دامنش آبیست
دختری که گوشواره هایش طلایی بود
میان بادبادک هایش خواهد مرد
قصه هایش یادش نبود
با شیر آب بازی نکن ))
نگا تو مثله موش شدی
نازی شیطون بلا
چقد تو بازیگوش شدی
چقد تو بازیگوش شدی
خوبه از من یاد بگیری
ببین دارم گل می کشم
مداد زرد من کجاست
می خوام یه بلبل بکشم
(( می خوام یه بلبل بکشم

Why The wetness in my eyes
could not be drawn ?!!

چرا خیسی چشمانم نقاشی نمی شدند !؟

last night i kissed my sister's hands...

art: time's foreboding
not all crafts turn into art
feel the subtleties

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

light reflecting leaves
complement cloudy blue sky
vanishing night chills

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

bouffant clouds
sharing blue sky
twinkling windows

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

What would be the color of my sky ?
I'll tear up the clouds
My small tongue kisses you
The sun is turning
Your white teeth was biting two round points
Your dandelion is growing
The wheat is always menstruated in my poems
And I like to sleep on the back of my red backpack

آسمان من چه رنگ خواهد بود ؟
ابرها را پاره می کنم
زبان کوچک من تو را می بوسد
خورشید می چرخد
دندان های سفیدت
دو نقطه ی گرد را به هم گاز می گرفت
قاصدک تو بلند می شود
گندم ها همیشه در قصه های من پریود اند
و من
دوست دارم
پشت کیف قرمز رنگ مدرسه ام بخوابم

Oh my dear Lord
Your beautiful creation of the dandelions...
Oh my great God
Your beautiful creation of my heart...
Oh the beautiful dandelions
The owners of the blue sky
Ask God whether I can imagine
your dress carrying Jasmines !!!
I haven't told the sky how much I love you
but I've told God...


ای خدای من
...قاصدک ها را زیبا آفریدی
ای خدای بزرگ
...قلب من را زیبا آفریدی
ای قاصدک های زیبا
که آسمانی آبی دارید
به خدا بگویید
اشکالی ندارد
اگر فکر کنم
!!! پیراهن شما گل یاسمن دارد
من به آسمان نگفته بودم
شما را دوست دارم
...به خدا گفته بودم

smiley sun shines
her image fill my spirit
carnality ****** my soul avouch
an intricate night our soul intersects
distance become not a barrier
for I am the waves to sail her through
for she is the wind to make the waves flow
together we are the four elements that make the universe

Written by
Martin Ijir

I move the curtains
The sun is bright
Jasmine's body is fragile at night

پرده های اتاقم را کنار می زنم
آفتاب روشن است
تن یاسمن در شب نازک می شود

I resurrect the death
Through the words I wrote
I unfeathered an awaken spirit
into realms of immortality

Written by
Martin Ijir

I can't breathe under the sun
Houses sitting on each other
Cool mornings
Doesn't paste my clothes to my body

من نمی توانم در خورشید نفس بکشم
خانه ها روی هم می نشینند
صبح های خنک
لباسم را به تنم نمی چسبانند

people trapped somewhere
virtual reality
existence reduced

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

Naked at the back
My sister didn't know how to
dance ballet
***** passing through the small yellows
reminding me of the greenness of the park
glittering in my eyes
Will I loose my dreams ?
It's not delightful
Not delightful as the sliding from a slide
With no grass
Your hair used to be blonde
I don't laugh
My sister didn't know how to dance ballet
Forgive me mum
I've lost my drawing book...
Colored pencils cannot be painted
My hair was not blonde
My doll never has eyes

...از پشت لباسی ندارد
خواهرم بلد نبود باله برقصد
سبزی پارک را به خاطرم می اندازند
وقتی توپ ها
از زردی های کوچک می گذرند
در چشمانم می درخشند
خواب هایم را گم خواهم کرد!؟
لذت پایین آمدن
از سرسره ها را نمی دهد
چمن ندارد
موهایت روشن بود
من نمی خندم
خواهرم بلد نبود باله برقصد
مامان
منو ببخش
دفتر نقاشی ام را
...گم کردم
مداد رنگی ها رنگ نمی شوند
موهایم روشن نبود
...عروسک من که هیچوقت چشم نداشت

Looking for my train
In my lost clothes
And I having no story anymore

در لباس های گم شده ام
دنبال قطارهایم می گردم
و من دیگر قصه ای ندارم

he screams
sky sky loving spirit
his greying beard
speaking to the greyish sky
he screams with a deep voice
while siting under the tree
gazes at the branches
he screams o dry leave
we are falling with a laughter
the lighting strikes
he screams no more sadness
his last word
heaven heaven be gentle

Jean C Bertrand

in
absence of the sun
the twilight
dons maple leaves...
wide range of shades for eve

Written by
Kumarendra Mallick

Gaze at heaven sky
Profoundly watching the birds in distress
My restless eyes
Singing a sad song

Gaze at heaven sky
Tears flooding my eyes
Universe selfishness
Against the beauty of the sun

Gaze at heaven sky
Unending tears heartbeat
The luminous beauteous spring
Painfully flooded in river tears

Gaze at heaven sky
Daily melancholy no wind blows
Watching the birds in distress
A bird with a broken wing cannot fly

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

life lie on meaningless mattress
massage by greed fellow
whose notions to riches is to drain the water that flow
whatever source divine wills' it
life is meaningless
when all secrets you want to acquire end
why live on...for misery and loneliness tears your heart apart
brew of beers you seek solace at
as you dig your grave in a particular position you so desire
lying in your coffin waiting for death to pass by
techniques of greatness smiles at your mind
what is the importance of mastery your craft ?
misery torn one heart in dismay
death wish one whilst to rest his soul
life is a meaningless
journey to tread upon
umami taste of gorse pathways
lead one to unsatisfied pleasure
unhappiness devours one day
as sadness of breath circle one sun
preferring to give your body as a toy to dust

Written by
Martin Ijir

insomnia
the cold on the other side
of the pillow

Written by
Anna Maris

All by the river
Wait wait wait...
O rainbow my sweet goddess
Is the sun singing tonight
Singing a melodious tune
Tune of radiant smile beneath celestial moon
Smile at heart o sweet magnanimous rainbow sky
Up to the moon tonight
Nonviolent wind delight
Passion of the night so bright
Is the sun singing tonight
I'll be waiting by the river

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

Despite of all
The windows of heaven
widely open
The stars in the moonlight
singing a song of love
Despite of all
God loves you
Unconditional love
Needless to be afraid of darkness
Needless to cry shed no tears
You are not alone smile with the wind
Embracing godly given wind inhaling godly given thy sweet breeze you are not alone
The windows of heaven wildly open
The stars in the moonlight singing a song of love
Despite of all
God loves you

by
Jean C Bertrand

frozen roots
thirst for warming
pain relief

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

A smiling rose
Under the window
Every single grain of the rain
Brings laughter to the soul
O softness dear sweetness
Humble wind smiling my love
Let use the sweetest ingredient
Slipping honey in the rain

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

your head on my chest
my face buried in your hair
breathing in your scent

the witching hour
watching your heart
softly beating

Iron Haiku

I've lost
The shadows that were longer than my hands
Her beautiful small ******* are golden
Naked running in the grain field is my dream

گم کرده ام
سایه های بلند تر از دستانم را
سینه های کوچک زیبایش طلایی است
برهنه در گندم زار دویدن رویای من است

SPREAD THE WORD
LIFTUP THEIR SPIRITS
ACROSS THE OCEAN

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

familiar tune
my children's laughter follows
the mountain stream

Written by
Marion Clarke

Extra kisses at dawn in the strawberry moon
Celestial wellness
Splendourous greetings

Written by
Jean C Bertrand

please do not forget me
i entrust to you my earrings

خواهش می کنم من را فراموش نکنید
...من گوشواره هایم را به شما می سپارم

Hello hello, its me.
Its been long since we sat in the fields and watch the sun die.
But you said you wanted to be young and be free.
Hello its me.
As you see there no atom of unhappiness in me.

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu

childhood
following the sun
beyond the river

Written by
Mihail Buraga

Sometimes we need to accept the fact that some people are born to fly
Others are meant to walk

by Joey Percival Ikechukwu

I'll pass the huge cars
in colorful scarves
Grandpa...

از ماشین های بزرگ می گذرم
...و روسری های رنگی خواهم داشت پدربزرگ

overcast morning
the waste basket overflows
with crumpled thoughts

Written by
Marietta Jane Mc Gregor

no life without pain
a world pained by suffering
seasons come and go

Written by
Ute Sonja Medley

children and women
seen and not heard
ancient history

Written by
Lewis Colyar

The sky always has the sun
As I see my sister's eyes
in big bubbles...

آسمان همیشه خورشید دارد
که من در حباب های بزرگ
...چشم های خواهرم را می بینم

If I was a magician
I'll be perfectly poised like an Indian
Build castle in the air so I could live like a king
Dress like a rose on a sunset beach
Build bridges so I can touch things I could never reach

If I was a magician
I'll look like the pyramids of Egypt
I'll make ponds in the desert
I'll play the piano like Mozart

If I was a magician
I'll live, never to die again
I'll be young never to be old again
I'll sit on the skies and watch it rain again

If I was a magician
I'd make my father live again
I'll make my woes crush like grain
I'll wake up a beggar, always a prince forever

If I was a magician
I'll make it shower in joy
I'll make it thunder in the city of troy

If I was a magician
I'll make you my umbrella
So I'll smile anytime it storms

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu