Frozen heart

Frozen winter's coming

And freezing wind's swirling

Around the sleeping trees

Around my heart and feelings

Howling deeply, darkly moaning

Nature seems to whimper

As my heart sings its grief

Nature seems to suffer

And I can find no relief

Frozen winter's reigning

And burning wind's whining

Around the begging trees

Around my hopes and feelings

Chilling deeply, darkly crying

Nothing's able to help me

Nothing's able to cure me

Nothing's able to melt the ice

Which is slowly taking my life

Killing winter's laughing

And cutting wind's dancing

Around the dying trees

Around my bleeding feelings

Slightly hopeless, now vanishing.

©eryndel

Fairy Night

Voici le premier poème que j'aie écrit en anglais. Je venais d'avoir un cours sur la métrique en poésie anglaise - complément à la préparation à la version LV1 du Capes. Vous pouvez lire ici le résultat.

During the nice and waiting night,

Fairies and sprites in the moonlight

Dance on the hill, sing for the Spring

And pick some daffodils shimmering and shining.

Along the night, below the moon,

Elves and dryads dream in the bloom

Of elder trees, white in the breeze,

And sing the daffodils shimmering and shining.

And in the end of the calm night,

Elves and dryads clad all in white,

Fairies and sprites cease all singing

And dream of daffodils shimmering and shining.

©eryndel