feasting in the trees
redbird with traces of gold
in crimson sunset
the song is waiting
for a moonlight appearance
white rose drifting clouds
scarlet cherry hues
as mellow day is dying
flamingos dancing
jade frog is croaking
into a burgundy night
forest green tree bliss
Wow. The redbird filling the season. So well penned. This is beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So well you connect the redbird that visits a tree for food...but the tree too wsits for her to be blissful. Glorious. Thank-you.