Another Birthday...
One more advancing slowly...
Halos around the full Moon
In the dark deep sky.
Transforming its colours,
Concentric colours
Pale brown to orange.
Again eclipsed by fragments
Of black dark alarming
Yet splendid clouds.
Silence of magnificient great glory.
Troops of dead soldiers rushing into the centre.
Invisible untill they come very close to the Moon.
Below...
The trees contemplating on silent dark beauty.
Darkness is the greatest untouched scenary
An artist can hardly draw.
Black absorbs all of the colours
Mightiest and omnivorous.
Silence engulfs all the hue and cries,
Joining hand in hand gifts the Talisman.
The best Gift of Birthday.
Good write. Playful imagery of the moon for Birthday...esoteric...a gifted talisman. Keep wrting. Thanks for sharing. Blessings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting concept and use of language. Very different from what I was expecting. Almost reminds me of a narrative describing a scene to start a new chapter. good work