Goldbrown upon the sated flood
The rockvine clusters lift and sway;
Vast wings above the lambent waters brood
Of sullen day.
A waste of waters ruthlessly
Sways and uplifts its weedy mane
Where brooding day stares down upon the sea
In dull disdain.
Uplift and sway, O golden vine,
Your clustered fruits to love's full flood,
Lambent and vast and ruthless as is thine
Incertitude!
To love's full flood! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Clustered fruits of love's full flood. Nice conceptualization.
A sullen day, dull disdain, love's full flood. A poem that sways with the vast wings of flooded emotion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a poem that sways and moves vegetation in an uncertain dance? ................nicely penned