BERR AN DEIZIAD

on a day like this
I'll wear the world like a crown
splashes of orange

I'll greet the sunset
of this year's shortest of days
waving golden threads

an ode is drifting
carried by a soft wind
ancient tender words

my heart a blossom
leaping flames and fire fierce
rage against the ice

a deathly cold war
to be fought and won in joy
with sweet songs and lore

Comments

[Ólöf]

Ya, dipitet on-me ivez, me a lar dit, met graet e vo ur wech all... Joa e vefe bet mont er-maezh un tamm, mont da bourmen da vat...
We'll get together once you're back in Roazhon.
Spi 'm eus ivez a zo aet mat pep tra gant an arnodennoú...
In Iceland, there is this modern saying:
"He who fears death cannot enjoy life."
Take care, ha pokoú d'an holl!

[sunflake]

I love it. Keep on writing.
I'm in an "Islandic" mood. Can't wait to go there again. Every thought of you, of my dad's learning books and of my pictures hurt a little more. I'm burning inside to return there, and only an icy water in desertic lands could rest me.
Anyway. At least, I'm holiday. Met 'benn ar fin, n'ouzon ket ma'z eo ken mat se bezañ e vakañsoù ... Kement a labour 'm eus bet an div sizhunvezh diwezhañ en em santan goullo bremañ, evel pa vefen dibal.
Dipited on ne pefe ket gellet dont hiziv... Spi 'm eus ez aio buan gwelloc'h da gwaz.
Pokoù.
Marianna
"Celui qui ne sait pas rire ne sait pas vivre"

[Ólöf]

Mersi deoc'h, mignoned ha barzhed,
karantez ha doujañs 'm eus evidoc'h.

[Mister K]

We'll sing these songs to the end of the day, with mental violins and the knowledge that our days are berr, berroc'h ewid ar flow, berroc'h ewid hon deizioù, setu ur boz hag a zo braw. BERR AN DEIZIAD. Nous gagnerons cette sweet bataille car nous avons les mots pour allonger nos journées.
Ton texte ? Super beau. Super joli avec élégance. Pour moi qui le lit à 20:45, un vendredi soir, c'est une musique qui m'accompagnera ce week-end. Le pouvoir des mots est là.
Merci.
Mister K.

[Gaël]

Cold wars sometime blows up in winter winds.
Ce texte est beau et poignant, traveré par une onde de détermination qui n'a rien de glacée. Writewritewritewrite and write again. Tes mots sont une nourriture ;-)