trellis of branches
over the moon...
autumn eve
~~~
diyas adorn the season-
pools of gold
melting into the night
~~~
little boy
throws speckled stones-
ripples in the water
~~~
water glistens-
light bounces off
the mirror of spray
~~~
icicles...
little girl
shivering by the dying fire
~~~
red sand-
a gnarled branch rises
white amongst the brown
~~~
midsummer rain
frogs peep out and begin
their nightly chorus
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem