winter haiku d’hiver -the silver moon = la lune d’argent the silver moon on silver snow - a silver wolfla lune d’argent sur la neige argentée - un loup argenté Richard Vallance
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winter haiku d’hiver - wolf panting = un loup qui halète wolf panting in a snow drift his paw in a trapun loup qui halète dans un amas de neige sa patte piégée Richard Vallance
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spring haiku de printemps = white wolf - un loup blanc a white wolf on a rock in quiet water in his own eyessur un rocher dans l’eau tranquille un loup blanc dans ses propres yeux Richard Vallance
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winter haiku – fresh snow on the wolf’s brow = nouvelle neige sur le front du loup fresh snow on the wolf’s brow – killer blue eyesnouvelle neige sur le front du loup – yeux bleus meurtriers Richard Vallance
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winter haiku d’hiver – black wolf = loup noir black wolf in a snowfall wondering why?loup noir dans une chute de neige qui rêve pourquoi ? Richard Vallance
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winter haiku – blood wolf moon = lune du loup saignant rabid gusts, trees stripped of their leaves – blood wolf moonrafales féroces, arbres dépouillés – lune du loup saignant Richard Vallance
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two winter haiku = deux haikus d’hiver snowflakes brushing white pine hills ... forest dreams pins blancs frôlés de flocons de neige ... rêves forestierssnowflakes brushing wolves’ ear tufts ... forest dreams touffes des loups frôlées de flocons de neige ... rêves forestiers
Richard Vallance
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Easy PreyMatthew 18:12 What do you think? If a man has a hundred sheep, and one of them has gone astray, does he not leave the ninety-nine on the mountains and go in search of the one that went astray? Since Hell’s self resurrected on the mad, the sane dare not consort with the insane, unless they find themselves as ironclad in mind as soul to shear across the grain of equipoise and suffer the untold, to cast themselves on Sinai’s desert rocks, to wander off and stray beyond the fold where they’ll fall easy prey to Satan’s hawks. But pause... and ask yourself if you’d submit to humiliation, the same embraced by martyrs such as they, or counterfeit, and by the latter token be defaced. The wolf has left his lair, and shall attack the sane and the insane... and can’t turn back. Richard Vallance, January 9, 2017
