Sketchbook  Cristian Mocanu, RO

 

 

Western Ci* is a new form invented by Cristian Mocanu.  Below are three examples composed by the inventor.  Read about Western Ci in the September 2007 Writer's Handbook.

 

Western Ci* A Simple Song (cipai:"Malaika" by Faidhili William sung, i.a. by Miriam Makeba, Harry Belafonte, Boney M) I greet you In the tears of each morning, Forgive me, If I come without warning Laying siege to your heart, Will I catch it off-guard? But you'll hear my wordless, simple song As it follows your footsteps And you'll know who wrote this simple song As it follows your footsteps. Creeping Like a ninja to be your guard Softly Like the smell of a precious nard It will do you no harm It will act like a charm. You will hear my wordless, simple song As it follows your footsteps And you'll know who wrote this simple song As it follows your footsteps. Suddenly, You will find a treasure within me. Suddenly, I will know the treasure within me. Only love can reveal The oasis inside. So you'll hear my wordless, simple song As it follows your footsteps And you'll know who wrote this simple song As it follows your footsteps.

 

Diving (Cipai: ABBA-Chiquitita) How is it I can't feel the pain And fears no longer come near me? How come tears, when they come, they flow so sweetly? There's a mystery in my life Which I cannot possibly fathom What's this force Which pervades my every atom? I can never run out of smiles Even though the sorrows gather I can live with things which once caused a lather… I can joyfully bear it all Even though the troubles are legion There is strength in my heart's remotest region. It would seem love is in the air, And it soars and thrives and it laughs and it takes me with it It may be the same old song, but I go along… Where to? I don't dare to dream it! It's this instant I have to live, I have no choice but to accept to dive in this river To which ocean it will flow, who am I to know? Let the Providence deliver… Let it flow! Who am I to know? Let the Providence deliver… I 'm not even sure if it's "wise" But I can't resist it either… Triumph or demise? I can't tell till I'll have been there No Cassandras can hold me back There is glory in taking chances Win or lose, I am sure my heart advances. It would seem love is in the air, And it soars and thrives and it laughs and it takes me with it It may be the same old song, but I go along… Where to? I don't dare to dream it! It's this instant I have to live, I have no choice but to accept to dive in this river To which ocean it will flow, who am I to know? Let the Providence deliver… Let it flow! Who am I to know? Let the Providence deliver… Author's Technical Note: I chose to have the "chorus" repeated, because it seemed appropriate for the development of the poem; this, however, should not be a requirement for the form.

 

Cherry Blossoms (Cipai: Simon & Garfunkel - Bridge Over Troubled Water) Feel the fragrance; breathe it in, And let its purity touch and strengthen you. Take snapshots so you can remember But please don't get me wrong: They are just tender cherry blossoms And they'll not last long… Learn to treasure them Like the Japanese Let them reach your heart But don't cling to them. Just take the brush. Paint on your heart: "Ichi go, ichi e * These are just tender cherry blossoms And we soon must part". What is meant for you May be far. And this is just a stage Of your journey. You should keep the faith. This train is not your last. But just some tender cherry blossoms Never meant to last… * "The first time may also be the last" (a quote from a haiku by Basho)

 

 

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