She Walks in Beauty By George Gordon Byron – 1788-1824
I.
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
II.
One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
III.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!
Written June 12, 1814. This poem is in the public domain
Music – Instrumental Piano and Violin [Copyright Free Music] – ‘Luz de Luna’ by Juan Sánchez
Haiku is a type of short form poetry originally from Japan. Traditional Japanese haiku consist of three phrases that contain a 5, 7, 5 pattern. Western haiku poets try to maintain a very simple form; free of all poetic trickery yet able to paint a picture with gracefulness.
In this Haiku fusion poetry book, I explore many themes and thoughts with an erratic modern edge and have accompanied each poem with its Japanese translation. Even though some of the poem’s depth might be lost in translation, I still think it only fair to give respect to the language haiku was originally penned in.
Read close to 90 poems, with an introduction to “The 7’s” where I express my take on Haiku describing authentic topics like: 7 Heat – Ups / 7 Deadly Sins / 7 Heavenly Virtues / 7 Modern World Wonders / 7 Ancient World Wonders.
The light of the moon beside hazy and dark outside.
Wavy figures moving to and fro Sinewy, long, always on the go!
Rustle of the leaves I hear sway them the branches near from the gentle wind that gushes. An occasional bark or meow distantly far, but my ear it reaches.
There it is again hiding in the shadows dancing in between light and harrow.
A figment of my imagination… care not, for slumber I follow my head gently hits the pillow!