Translated from a "poem" that I have just submitted to a French poetry site.
Sorrow Of The Moon
The wind ceases The day dies in the mist The setting sun darkens The blue of the sky is lost In the gathering gloom Of the gloaming The birds of day are silent In the growing quiet Between daylight and darkness The plaintive cries Of the birds of night are heard Beyond the mist The goddess of the night rises Dim and pale All is in harmony With my state of mind And this sorrow Of the moon
La brise Se calme Le jour mourant S’embrume Le soleil couchant S’assombrit Le bleu du ciel Se perd Dans la noirceur croissante Les oiseaux du jour Se taisent Dans le silence atténué Entre le jour et l’obscurité Les cris plaintifs Des oiseaux de nuit Se font entendre Au-delà de la brume Terne et blafarde La déesse de la nuit Se lève Morne et pâle Tout est en harmonie Avec mon état d’âme Et cette tristesse De la lune
TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE STATE OF MIND WHERE ONE IS AT...IS A BEGINNING. WELL DONE, REGIS AND THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
The moon shines upon the land at night and makes things seem brighter, the glow of the moon fascinates me, and shows me there's wonders of the earth unexplained still.
Reviewed by Alexandra Midnight (Reader)
Reviewed on July 22, 2008
I love the discription of the moon rising and night falling.It reminds of a book I have about the midnight hour. Great write.
Regis, to able to pen in two languges , awesome. The poem is alluring and calls the soul out fo a ride on the ethers take, to satisfy it;s pondering slake, mine went there when I read, soaring over the space of time, no ties to worlds of men, no feelings of dread. Great write Art
I enjoyed it in both languages. Thank you for posting this.
Reviewed by Linda Luna (Reader)
Reviewed on March 3, 2006
Not sure how I missed this one but gladly picked up tonight as reviewing your recent posting. I love reading poems aloud - the french language and this translation is beautiful. Very nice!
Linda Luna*
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on February 27, 2006
wow!! You are quite brilliant Regis..
This is marveouls work..
Thnx a bunch dear brother, for sharing this insightful poem. It reminds me of the darkness still deep inside of me, but is starting to fade. May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, then I have the right to be."
I did not realize you were fluent in French!
I took french, 2 years, way back in High school.
(1984 - 1986) I did get to travel to Europe with
the French Club in Summer of 1987. That was right
before my Senior year. I paid two-thirds and my Dad
paid the other third. It was exciting! I shall never forget
those moments!
Thanks for the trip down memory lane.
Thanks for reviewing my poems lately too!
All the best,
Becca Lang
As I read your plaintive words, Reg, I am quieted, made peaceful and still. A lovely write that seems almost unfulfilled in its image. I must comment that this is the first time in a long time I've seen or heard the word gloaming, a word used frequently in my childhood. Thank you. Peace. Joyce
A lovely, serene write, Regis! You don't need to add images to your work, your words draw a very vivid picture for your readers! As always, outstanding poetry!
For a moment, I thought you had posted two poems on the same page. However, my High School French finally kicked in and I realized that you wrote in two languages. Excellent. The only French I actually remember would have had me kicked out of class back then.
Stunning in both the English and the French, Regis. Gorgeous graphic, too. My favourite time of day and yes, for some reason, that gloaming speaks of the transition of the soul, that shift from light to dark that is often sad-tinged and blue-hued. Delicate and whistful and almost like an unheard moan... like birthpangs, almost. Very, very moving and haunting... but in a delightful way. Bless you and thank you, Kate xx
I like the French version better, even though I can't speak a word of it except for Qui and Merci beau coup. So Merci Monsierre (bad spelling) for a wonderful poem reflecting my name meaning. . . moon goddess, (cynthia)
This is beauty, Regis! Love these hours, especially in summer. Time stands still, you hear the language of the soul. The moon seems so nurturing and emphathetic of our sorrow, doesn't she?
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on January 28, 2006
This is one language I wish I had learnt and thinking about learning it now. Wonderful haunting write.
Hello, sweetling. "Let us Mourn the Moon" , October 2005. I don't think you've seen this one. Well, I relate to this bit of moving poetry, Regis. ~~Nordette
Exquisite Goddess poetry. You know her well, Regis. She speaks the same in any language, ever fluent in her moon phase. This is a valuable piece of poetry, Reg. I thank you for sharing it with us.
Sage
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2006
I read it with a french accent. The french lingo does not have such weighted words as English.
It is a melancholy moon that rises in the gloaming, however in the shimmering sunrise of the new morn, our hopes and aspirations rise again to heaven like a lark spiralling upwards !
Fantastic write Reg, French or English !
Complete with soulful picture
Peter
Both versions read beautifully and it tested my high school French but it still was ever so enjoyable in both the English and French. Good luck on your submission it sounds like a winner to me.
I really like this, Reg. With you permission I will send it to a few of my friends.
Bobbi
Reviewed by Meredith Dixon (Reader)
Reviewed on January 27, 2006
This does not seem sorrowful to me but precious and sweet. But that is only my humble opinion from one who writes too long! REALLY like this, Regis and you put the French translation on, too. That is really even more tantalizing and meaningful. I finally got my printer hooked up and printed out your "Think Small, Dream Tall" poem and now I am going to share it with Rachael and others if you don't mind! Love from Meredith
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE STATE OF MIND WHERE ONE IS AT...IS A BEGINNING. WELL DONE, REGIS AND THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Cryssa
Linda Luna*
This is marveouls work..
Vesna;)
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
BEAUTIFUL!
thanks,
Gina
"If I have to be this girl in me, then I have the right to be."
I took french, 2 years, way back in High school.
(1984 - 1986) I did get to travel to Europe with
the French Club in Summer of 1987. That was right
before my Senior year. I paid two-thirds and my Dad
paid the other third. It was exciting! I shall never forget
those moments!
Thanks for the trip down memory lane.
Thanks for reviewing my poems lately too!
All the best,
Becca Lang
Love, Birgit and Roger
:)Sandy
Love~and~Peace
Reindeer
Love & Light,
Joseph
Hank
love and peace
Huda
Amour et paix,
Mahdi
Julie
Best regards,
Leland
God bless,
Sandie.
Peace,
Carolyn
blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed
Would love to hear you read this...!!
Love TinkaSweets
(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami, karen lynn. :D
Paul;-)
Sage
Burt ziss iz luverly monsieur Regis...
Eileen
Hugs
Tina
love and peace to you...
Carole
Felix
Fantastic write Reg, French or English !
Complete with soulful picture
Peter
Love the rhythm of this great piece
Thanks for sharing
William
Peace
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Bobbi